I cannot believe I’m about to turn another.year.older! Doesn’t seem possible. I mean, really!
I’ve celebrated birthdays in the past when I really wasn’t happy about where I was in life. You know what I mean. I’m ____ years old and I’m STILL single. Or, I’m ____ years old and still live in an apartment. Or, I’m _____ years old and still not a Mom.
Now that I’m in this ‘certain’ decade, I’m not bothered so much anymore by what isn’t; it’s a great place to be. Freeing, actually. I’m happy to report that most of what I’ve waited years for has now transpired. God has blessed me abundantly. I’m not saying that I’ve arrived or have everything I want or have dreamed of. It has more to do with enjoying the journey I’m on. I’m learning to be content with what I have and where I am. Why, oh why, does it take so long for us to realize that where we are or what we have, or don’t have is okay? If I could tell my younger self something, I would say “focus on the season you’re in and make the most of it”. Don’t dream your life away. All is coming. God gives and takes away and His timing is perfect. He’s never late. His ways are certainly higher than mine and He definitely knows best.
One of the many things about my life I’ve learned to (still learning!) embrace is being an older Mom. Sure, some people I know my age are GRANDMOTHERS for heavens’ sake! It’s okay though. I wouldn’t trade the 12 years of ‘pre-child’ with my husband for anything! I’ve been able to do a little traveling, take some nice vacations and do lots of fun work and have a pretty fun career. I really and truly hope that motherhood will keep me young. I’m hopeful it’s a side benefit, actually.
So, on the eve of another year of life, I want to celebrate all that God has blessed me with in this life. He has been good to me and cared for me in ways I would never have imagined. Life hasn’t always been a joyful journey but I cannot imagine not having Him in my life. I hope to ditch the comparison trap and focus on being the best Momma and wife I can be. I want to give my time and energy to things that matter and last. I want to celebrate life and the joy that I can choose to have.
Years ago, a couple of dear girlfriends loved celebrating the life of whomever it was in our group celebrating a birthday. It wasn’t just about “the day” rather “the life”. I loved the idea. I’m more of an introvert who prefers small gatherings rather than groups of people partying. Large or small, party or not, I like the idea of celebrating the person. It’s not about me really. Sure, it’s the day of my birth, but more important to be celebrated is the goodness of God in my life. I’ll be looking back over memories of birthdays past while celebrating what’s waiting for me just around the corner.