Growing older is an interesting thing. When I was 12, I remember thinking that my 25 year old head sailing camp coach was sooooooo much older than me. 😂 But then when I hit 30, age started to become a number to me rather than this defining number. Maybe it was because I was in semi-denial that I had turned 30 and was no longer in my 20s 😝... .
Yes, that was a part of it, but really it was because I started to view my age from the viewpoint of my life experiences, and how well + authentic I was living my life defined by no one else's plans or opinions but my own. And now that I'm a couple of years into my 30s, I find myself forgetting my exact age and simply relishing all of those beautiful experiences that make up a year. How about you?
Like this past 33rd year of mine...a year that started with a super full moon, listening to Tom Petty and taking in Mother Nature’s magic. A year full of dreamy waves, breathtaking sunsets, new adventures, thousands upon the thousands of Gidget besitos, and personal growth. Thank you 33 for such a beautiful trip around the sun. ⠀
And as my new trip around the sun starts, I feel overwhelmed with gratitude for this beautiful life, and this powerful, healthy body I’ve been fortunate to experience it all in these past 33 years. For loving and supportive family + friends. For all of the experiences that have helped shape me — from the laughs, hugs, kisses, sweat, and triumphs to the tears, challenges, name-calling + bullying, injuries, failures, and heartache. For the people who have believed in me, and to those who haven’t. For the opportunity to learn, love, grow, be a better person than the day before, give more than I receive, and make sure I’m doing my part to keep this beautiful Earth magical. For the privilege to share with you every #FelizFriday and connect with you. For this one heck of a ride. ⠀
Let’s dance 34!💫 🎉 ⠀
P.S. How about this special sunset Mother Nature painted on my birthday this past Tuesday?!?! 😍🌅😍