Tomorrow I celebrate twenty-nine years on this planet. I celebrate the last year of my twenties. I celebrate my waning youth. I celebrate the approach of full-fledged adulthood. (These days, it seems like you almost HAVE to be thirty to be taken seriously as an adult.) I celebrate the longevity of my youthful appearance — and I sure hope I keep getting the people who think I’m five to ten years younger than I really am.
Over the nearly-three decades of my life, I’ve watched as people either “outgrow” their birthdays or continue to embrace that one special day that marks a whole other trip around the shining sun. I have decided I want to be in the latter group. For every year I make it through a complete orbit, I want to celebrate with cake, good meals, and good company. I want to embrace the day as a day of gratitude for the life I’ve lived, the life I’m living, and the life I will live. Life is a very precious gift that doesn’t last very long in the grand scheme of things. Each passing day is an opportunity to grow and change as an individual.
I’m setting an intention for this 30th year ahead of my: to grow as an individual and come into my own as a respected adult member of the community; to continue cultivating myself, my relationships, my sense of community, and my dreams. I fully intent to continue my Cultivate project that I started in January. As I’ve said in the past, it was really meant to help me start living my life instead of simply muddling through my days. I’d love for some others to share the experience and be blessed by my project, too, but I do understand that this isn’t a project for everyone. And I’m comfortable with that because I need this transformation now more than ever. The old methods are outdated. It’s time for change. It’s time to grow up and grow wiser.