when I was 30
/On November 9th 2015, I turned 31 years old. If you’ve been a reader of my blog for a while, you might know that I created a ’30 in 30′ list which was a birthday list of thirty things I was goaling to do in my 30th year. A lot of the items on that list were accomplished and a lot of items on that list were not, but none of it matters. What matters is that my 30th year was the greatest year of my life. If it is any telling of how this decade is going to go, then I am all in. Let’s do it, 31!
But before I let 31 sweep me away, I want to recap year 30 a bit with this post, and record a list of notable things I did in my 30th year on this planet. So here it goes, in no particular order.
When I was 30, I…
- attended a loud, concert-like mass in a Texas concert hall
- put the cats in party hats
- rode a Roller Coaster
- had my first Hanukkah experience
- trusted my gut and made the decision NOT to return to Texas
- had my last Christmas Eve with ex-boyfriend’s family (almost as if to kiss that part of my life goodbye)
- attended CHA!
- met Amy Tangerine
- broke up with my ex-boyfriend of 8 years for good
- cried my eyes out
- joined a gym
- strength-trained for the first time ever
- lived on a razor-blade
- dyed my hair blue (just kidding)
- completed a mile a day in March
- was featured in a couple of scrapbooking kits
- was interviewed for this blog post
- started planning in my Happy Planner™
- almost bought the WRONG apartment
- went to a handful of Open Houses for other apartments
- walked into my apartment and knew it was the one
- got the apartment
- developed a crush
- visited my Grandma for 4 days
- asked my crush out
- went to a Dominican Baby Shower
- wore a jumpsuit with a hole in the back
- DUBSMASHED
- became my crush’s girlfriend
- FELL HEAD OVER HEELS IN LOVE with him
- gained clarity
- closed on my apartment
- bought furniture
- attended the National Stationery Show
- purchased the most amazing maxi dress
- gave John a great birthday (here & here)
- sang karaoke
- gained two brothers (my mom’s cats)
- met new & beautiful friends
- had a fall out with an old friend
- designed something that was rejected
- became an auntie three times!!!
- bought a disco ball
- bought a pink Christmas tree
- was his #WCW
- went garbage picking
- started Bachata & Salsa again
- cooked meals in my kitchen
- lost 22 lbs. (!!!)
- hosted two LADIES CRAFT NIGHTS (1 & 2)
- danced real-life Bachata at his family party
- bounced in a bouncy house
- dressed up as Selena for Halloween
- FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM MORE AND MORE EVERYDAY
…to name a few. My 30th year was the greatest year of my life. This is so because all of these things listed above. But at the core of it all, I think 30 was the greatest because I reached a state of ‘happy’ I believed for far too long didn’t exist for me anymore.
Belief is a powerful thing, and for some reason, I felt I had made all the right ‘moves’ and yet still came up short – believing for years that I was just meant to be confused, anxious and unhappy. Turns out when you don’t try to distract yourself away from the hard stuff, when you allow yourself to go through life’s struggles & uncertainty, and you try to take lessons from them and acquire new knowledge about yourself and aim to get better and be better: LIFE WILL MAKE YOU BETTER. Life will give you the great things truly meant for you. This is the lesson I learned at 30, after a tough bunch of years in my twenties.
But I’m here now. I’m all in. Let’s do it, 31.