I turned 26 a few days ago, and among other things, like eating cake, and playing with my new nail gun that I got, I had a bit of a meltdown.
I always get sentimental around my birthday. I don’t know why. I do it at Christmas and New Year’s, too. In fact, back in my awkward high school years, I used to write letters to myself every New Year to open the next New Year.
I know.
Please don’t tell anybody.
Anyway, I’ll sit and reminisce and say to myself, “oh, you’ll never by xyz age again”, and then I will systematically count the years until I reach a milestone age. Like I would always count up the years until I reached 16, then 18, then 21, and then 25.
And then I hit 25. And 26 was next.
So the next milestone age is 30. Who ever sits in their bedroom during their junior year of high school, daydreaming of the day they turn 30?
THIRTY.
And then 40. And ohmygosh, 50, and holy cow, how did this happen?
How did life go by this fast? I so vividly remember thinking that 16 would NEVER come and I would be doomed to ride with my mom for the rest of my life. And now, I drive. And there’s a husband beside me, and a carseat in the back.
I am blessed. Beyond blessed, for 26 years of wonderful life. I am so grateful for another year, and another birthday to celebrate, but this one has hit me square in the face. Man, oh man. Time has flown by.
I’m getting older.
I’m barreling towards the thirties. What does that mean for me? Little League? PTA’s? Mini-vans? Mom jeans?
Who knows. It’s unpredictable. I mean, I was sure my 20’s meant I’d getter taller, grow some boobs, and drink coffee. And none of those things have happened to me yet.
So I made a pact with myself. I’d freak out for about 2 days, and then I’d move on, happy to have another year and ready to take on the big 2-6. I mean, age is just a number right? I can still pretend I’m 18, right? No one will notice the stretch marks and gray hair, right? Riiiiiiiight? Hello?
Have a blessed Wednesday 🙂
And, p.s., I’ve missed blogging, and my imaginary friends, too much. I’m trying to get my head above the water and get back on the ball 🙂
