30 is Not the New 20

Wait…vacuum cleaners aren’t cool?! Next thing you’ll be telling me my “sports wagon” is really a “station wagon” 🤦🏾‍♀️😳🚙

According to the great Jay-Z, 30’s the new 20. I don’t necessarily agree with that. For some reason we reminisce about our youth so fondly. When I think back to my embarrassingly awkward formative years, of course there are the great times, but I also often cringe thinking about sweaty night club experiences and falling off of heels that were way too high.

Pro tip: Heels and cobble stone don’t mix.

Oh hello there 2007.Why yes, I did make a lot of odd faces.

At 20 I was desperately trying to find myself. I was in school, had 0 money and thought I was fat.

Geez, what I wouldn’t do to go back to that version of “fat”! I took a lot of BS at 20. I chased boys who didn’t deserve my time, made questionable fashion choices and did things that didn’t bring me joy because they were supposed to be cool. I wasn’t independent, hadn’t learned how to say “No”.

That little voice in the back of my mind, you know, the one we all have that tries to help us avoid disaster. Well that little voice wasn’t nearly as blaring as it is now.

At 20, I’d listen to my older female friends say things like you couldn’t pay them to go back to their early 20’s. I didn’t get it. I thought their lives seemed so burdened.

I was kinda right, being an adult can be a burden at times. Who likes paying bills? Credit, crime rates, insurance (and there is insurance for like EVERYTHING!!) all of it sucks. Those thing are far out weighed by the freedom that comes with adulthood!

Now, I am older and I do find myself saying the same thing. I’d never want to go back. Being 30 has taught me that your glory days are usually still ahead of you. You have yet to peak and that’s a wonderful thing to look forward to. I still remember thinking 30 was old. I swore by the time I was 30, I’d have it all figured out. I don’t but that’s no longer how I define happiness.

Being able to reflect back on friendships that have lasted a decade plus is heart warming.

Being 30 has taught me not take it all so seriously. This stage in life has all the excitement of possibility with less insecurity. The approval of others matters less than my own peace.

I’m more self aware now and I do my best to operate in gratitude. I am loved and love deeply.

There is so much to be grateful for even on the worst day. Life is good. 30 isn’t the new 20, it’s way better.

For the record, I got super excited about my Dyson Vacuum and the sports wagon has a turbo so let me know if you want to race!😉

Meme about vacuums was taken from the Instagram account of @girlceoinc

All other images and graphics are my own

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