Twenty-Seven

Another year has come and gone. I can’t believe I am 27! Seriously, the years seem to be flying by. I’m now officially closer to 30 than I am to 25! Bring it on, baby! With age comes wisdom, right? Or something like that? Anyway, we celebrated all weekend long, it really was a perfect weekend!

I realized how blessed I am to be surrounded by such amazing friends and family who went out of their way to make my day special. One of my friends did my hair for me (Thanks, Britt!!)

My husband then took me to Julius Monroe Salon and Spa to get a fancy waterless pedicure. Have you heard of those before? They use hot towels instead of the basin of water you normally see. They also give you wine… Yes, please.

After that I got to play around with some make up and tried my best to “dress up” (if by dress up you mean “don’t wear spandex”)

We went out with a group of friends for dinner and dancing. Man, was it such a blast! I seriously haven’t laughed that hard or danced that much in a long time. It was so awesome!

Like I said, I’m totally blessed to be surrounded by such amazing people. For real. I mean, you have to have amazing friends when you get gifts like this

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Overall this is one of the best birthdays I’ve had in awhile. Having a community of likeminded people makes it even more fun to celebrate!

I always get really introspective around my birthday. I used to think I had life figured out. Now it seems like I have less figured out than ever. I really want to take this year and focus my energy and attention on the things that matter. I feel like I get so caught up in drama and every day stuff that really doesn’t matter in the long run. I guess the older I get the less I think about doing things that are expected of me and more about doing things that really matter to me. I struggle to find the line between those things. For the longest time I did what I thought was expected of me because I thought that was what really mattered. Even after marriage, buying a house, having a baby… there is still so much pressure from society to be a certain way or follow a certain path. Those things might not really be the things that matter to me. And that’s ok. The older I get the more I realize that this journey is my own. I don’t have to explain it and people don’t have to understand it. And that’s ok.

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There ya go. Wisdom from the now “old lady” – haha.

What are some tips of wisdom you’ve learned as you’ve gotten older?