A beautiful day spent with my son and Anthony. Anthony came home with a beautiful bouquet of flowers, baked me a yummy chocolate cake with white frosting and took us out to a nice dinner. My great friend Michelle gave me a sweet gift with amazing cupcakes to match.
On January 7th I turned 28 years old. I've been having a pretty hard time acknowledging this age and really couldn't get myself to want to enjoy celebrating it. I have the cliche anxiety of growing old and frankly getting so near to 30 is really freaking me out. The idea of no longer being in my twenties sounds so depressing to me. They've been filled with such great memories.
Then I sit and think about the people in my life and realize that I enjoy the company of interesting people and their age has never been a factor in my choice of friends. Age is truly just a number. And the more I speak about this anxiety to my close friends and husband, the more I realize how silly I actually sound. Set aside the challenging thoughts of what physical and aesthetic changes bring to the body. I can honestly look back at the great 28 years of life I've had and be thankful for the many experiences, challenges and accomplishments I've had. To name a few of the most rewarding are graduating college, getting married to an amazing man who works extremely hard for his family and having my son; whom I've had the pleasure of experiencing his entire first 21 months of life by being a SAHM. And now I'm pregnant with my second son!
I realize that my past has nothing on my present and future. I recently made two big new years resolutions I plan on fully sticking to. 1. Be Present. Live in the now and enjoy exactly what God has blessed me with. 2. Go on more adventures. This is a spin-off of number one. I will look into ways my little family can go on more mini adventures on a regular basis.
28, I think we're going to have a pretty great time.