I guess I have to change my About Me blip that says I'm a twenty-something. Thirty-something. Huh.
I wish I had something profound to say about turning thirty or even something snarky about entering my fourth decade of life, but I don't. In all honesty, I'm ready to move into my thirties and look forward to what this decade will have in store. I have a feeling it'll be pretty dang awesome.
Don't get me wrong--I loved my twenties, especially the latter years. The earlier years I was still searching for myself as I was still fairly uncertain who I was. As the years passed I had a better handle on life and things began to settle down to a nice rhythm. I'm not even sure how much of the same person I am as the twenty-year-old Trish, but isn't that the beauty of life? The constant evolution.
Now entering my thirties I am a much more confident woman. I still struggle with insecurities and social anxieties but I'm better at faking my way through until the confidence becomes a reality. I still second guess myself and still have a terrible time making definitive decisions, but there are certain truths that I do know about myself and I feel assured by those truths.
While I see my twenties as a period of self-discovery, I see my thirties as being a time of development--to actually shape those self-discoveries (that are still continuing to surface and probably will forever) into a life that I can continue to find peace in. To recognize my interests and strengths and make good. To let go a little bit of the worries that I constantly hang on to and to just really enjoy.
I'm excited about entering this decade of my life and everything it will bring.
So Thirty? Bring it on! Though I'm glad I still have a year to work myself up to thirty-one.
What's been your favorite decade/year of life?