Four More Days

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One of the things I think about with this 30th birthday coming up is that birthdays are sometimes difficult. When you ask a woman how her 30th birthday was there’s always this look you get like they wanna scream or something. I don’t care about 30.

I look at my son and I think about the things I was dealing with at that age and I’m proud that his childhood is so.incredibly.normal. That, makes me tear up, having been able to provide a good life to him. A life where he doesn’t do without, doesn’t go hungry and gets the love, attention and discipline that he needs.

I try not to bitch about life and just expect it to change while I sit idly by watching the world spin. That’s just not for me. Fortunately, the few things about my life that I would change, I am changing.

I wouldn’t say I’m a big mover and shaker in the world, but when I get to a point of complacency I tend to notice it and grow increasingly impatient until I am able to affect change to my situation. Recently I returned to school; a perfect example of me getting bored and complacent and ultimately recognizing it for what it was and getting back on the ball.

Strangely though, and this is what is most remarkable even to me when I look back, ten years ago I was a very different person..very different. I didn’t know what I wanted out of life, where I was going or why. I just knew that I still hadn’t found what I was looking for, whatever that was. But I think I’m really close now.

I never would have thought that all those little changes over the years in myself, my goals and my habits and even my style would amount to what’s before you today.

Things that were different about me ten years ago:

I wore my hair chin length and curly.
I wore glasses, never contacts.
My wardrobe was jeans and tshirts.
I delivered pizza for a living.

And now:

I wear my hair long, past my shoulders, mid back and straight.
I wear contacts except at night.
I dress business casual, sometimes dressy (much more stylish IMO).
I am (for a few more days) a Legal Assistant (making twice what I did delivering pizza).

Thanks for the memories!


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