Well, it’s that time of year again. Yesterday I turned one year older. I am now a hard 28.
I don’t really get birthdays. I’ve never been a huge birthday person. I don’t have mega bashes, or expect a crazy amount of presents. I like to have a nice dinner, see the people I care about, have some drinks and laughs, and… that’s kinda it.
27 was a hard year for me. I went on an off anxiety pills. I hit my heaviest weight. I ended a 7 year relationship. That’s a pretty heavy list. 27 is a year that is not going to go down in my history books as being awesome. But yesterday I woke up in the morning, I showered, I did my hair and makeup, and I was standing in front of the mirror brushing my teeth. I looked at myself, and smiled, which was awkward with the toothbrush in my mouth but I managed. 28. I felt brand new. This was not a year older, this was a new year. I had this elated feeling, more so then at new years, that this was going to be a good year. 28 is my year. It’s the perfect age. I’m still in my twenties. I have a good job that I’m being promoted in, I’m single and loving it, and I can do anything in the world I want. There is nothing holding me back.
Of course I got the usual jokes about getting older from everyone, which made me smile and laugh. But I don’t really get it. Why is everyone so afraid of aging? I know it’s easy for me to say, because I’m still young and as of yet don’t have any wrinkles, but I don’t understand it. My ex boyfriend was horrified at the idea of turning thirty. I mean he was like ‘I’m not where I wanted to be at thirty’. What does that mean? Why does it make you so unhappy? I’m not where I thought I’d be at 28, but I consider that a good thing. My life is completely different, and I’m excited about that. I’m the person that I am, and I have no idea who that person is going to turn out to be at 30. In two years I could be anyone! How exciting is that!
I do have stress in my life. Mostly about money. Why does life always come down to money? Anyway, I get that part of it. I’d like to be comfortable. I’d like to make enough money to pay for a lifestyle that I’m happy with. But that will come with hard work and some luck. I don’t want to set a five year goal because I want to let my life happen as it does, without being constantly disappointed with the time that’s passing. I am 28 and I feel great. I can see my life in front of me like a wide open sunny day. All I have to do is step into it, and I can keep going for miles and miles.
I’m good with 28. It’s going to be a good year. I can feel it.