I turned thirty today. Wondered where the years have gone. I was never going to be thirty — ever. And here I am.
It’s a good thing, though — getting older. My twenties were good years, but hard. I “shifted” a lot as life changed. (You can see where I’m going with this.) I wrote in a post in 2012 when I was living in Hong Kong: “What I didn’t expect was the identity crisis — some things aren’t supposed to change.” I was referring to being young, to my family always being together, to being alone . . . We get used to things, us humans. We like routine; we form ideas about who we are.
And then things change.
In a few months’ time, I will be a sister-in-law. Someday, I may be an aunt. I will likely have stepbrothers and stepsisters before long . . . Hell, I might even get married!
Yes, my life, my perspective, my age is changing, but one thing will remain the same: I’ll always be me and everything that goes along with me. Hopefully, by thirty, I’m okay with that.
And you know what, I think I am!
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