Marli's 30 Today!
[A post from Marli herself.]
Thirty. Oh boy. The age where you have to have your sh*t together.
The age where you remember how you'd see a beautiful women, and after you found out she's thirty, say “I hope I look like
that when I turn 30.”
The age at which
most of your friends are already married, parents, home owners, managers.
The age when you take
stock of your life and decide whether you’re a failure or whether you’re on
track.
What have I
decided? I’m definitely not on
track! I don’t have a husband or
children (I don’t even have a boyfriend), and I’m not a manager - but I think
I’m the happiest I’ve ever been!
This morning, before
10:00 am, I had been wished happy birthday by old friends whose numbers I don’t even have on my phone anymore. The
over-30’s at work welcomed me on their "team", smug up to their eyeballs over how they “stole” me from the
twenty-something crowd. I had cake for
breakfast…a cake my mom baked me. (I also had
another slice of cake that a friend bought me, because she knows I prefer cake
to flowers.) I received golden balloons and an amazing, very personal, birthday advent calendar from one of my
colleagues (and closest friend). My mom
gave me a blanket which she started knitting when I was born…it’s finally
finished! My sister knitted me black
gloves, because my used-to-be-favourite ones went missing. Then tonight I still have a birthday dinner to look forward to.
Every single one of these calls and gifts
had me close to (some even in) tears, because they are all from the heart. They’re proof that people actually pay
attention. People you don’t even expect
it from. It’s proof that you matter to
them and it’s even bigger proof that THEY matter to YOU!!!
That’s why
it’s so easy to be this happy on my 30th birthday today :)
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