On turning 30….

I’m crawling out of my dissertation/procrastination hole for a brief post, and although I have a load of other things I can’t wait to write about, I felt it was important to share….

Yesterday, I turned 30.

I was talking to the Brit at breakfast yesterday about how as a child I always looked at 30 as the age that is the epitome of old. But, wow, young me was very wrong.

I feel like I have so much living left to do!

I feel like I have learned so much in the past 30 years…about family, love, friendships, relationships…about me.

I feel like this life I am living right now is the one I was searching for (despite this pesky dissertation causing me to push the pause button for the next 2 weeks).

And no, I don’t have some amazing job lined up for when September 3rd rolls around and I hand in my dissertation, but I look ahead and I can only see the future as being bright.

These past few months, as I thought about entering a new decade of life, I reflected on where I thought I would be at this time in my life. And, I will admit that where I am is not where I thought I would be. But, I wouldn’t change a thing. I know this life is the one I was meant to live, and that the path I was once headed down was not right for me (maybe, someday, I’ll write about that, but for now, I’d like to focus on the now).

This year, I am completing one of my life’s goals and will – barring any potential dissertation disasters – graduate with my Master’s degree!

This year, I ran my second (and last) marathon and kept myself accountable by completing the one thing I told myself I would do in the year that I turned 30.

This year, I moved to England. It hasn’t been the easiest year as I left everything that seemed familiar and comfortable to me. However, every time I get on a plane to return to England, I always know and feel how right it is to be heading east and back across the Atlantic to Yorkshire.

This year has been eye-opening, as I’ve discovered a lot about myself and about the type of person, fiancee/wife, daughter, sister, and friend that I want to be. I have to say that it is tough to admit to yourself that you haven’t been living your life as purposefully and intentionally as you should be. I have learned that I need to listen more and talk less, which is something I used to be better at and plan to work on for the future. I also have learned that sometimes I must step back, slow down, and relax. And, that I need to admit that I am not always right. (This one sounds so easy and like something I should have learned long ago, but I do struggle with it.) So, this year has taught me that living purposefully is a work in progress and one I want to focus time on.

This year, I learned a lot about how to make a relationship really work. With the Brit, I’ve learned what it means to truly love someone through it all and that this love we have is worth all the fight in the world. I know now that laughing every day is important to how he and I work. I know that although the majority of our relationship has been spent living on separate continents that I am not prepared for that to ever happen again, and I can’t wait to say that the majority of our relationship has been spent living together – that date is approaching! I am so excited that I can say that this year I am marrying my best friend and true partner in life.

This year has been amazing and I know it will only get better. I cannot wait to see what is to come! So, because of that, how does one celebrate a fabulous year and turning 30?! The only way I’ve ever known how to celebrate my birthday – by turning it into a month-long affair! I’ll hopefully get a post up tomorrow about what we did yesterday to celebrate the actual day of my birth, which includes some favorite American treats!