Thoughts for 30


Today I am 30.


This is me, circa 1984. It’s hard to believe that 30 years have passed, and now I’m the one taking pictures of my own babies. But can I admit it?—I have been looking forward to this day! There is something liberating and empowering about 30. 

But as thrilled as I am to be 30, I have realized that I still need to grow up. Yes, even at 30. There are a few things that have weighed me down for too long, and it's time that I grow up

In my 30's I intend to do just that, and put a few things forever behind me, like:

Worrying about what others think. Worrying about what others may (or may not) be thinking about me is never a good use of my time or energy. Happiness comes when I serve others and am grateful for the good life that I've been given. 

Taking myself too seriously. Life is too good (and I have a feeling too short!) to be soooo serious

Being jealous or tearing others down. Jealousy is damaging to me and my relationships, and no one’s a winner when I talk negatively about others. Not them, and not me. Being inspired and holding others in admiration builds us both.

Thinking that this life is about me. Marriage and parenthood have taught me one important lesson, the more I focus on making others happy, the happier I am too.

And I have to say, there are also some things I hope I’ll never be too big or too old for, like:

Believing. I hope no matter my age or experiences I don't become jaded or suspicious or hardened, but keep fresh eyes and an open heart for the good in the world. There is so much of it!

Trusting my instinctSometimes I really do know what’s best for me. 

Being like a little child. Yes, you heard me right. Playing and laughing, loving unconditionally, getting dirty, being humble and teachable, singing loud and dancing recklessly--without caring who is watching. Being like a child makes life good. 

Standing up for what matters most. I hope I’m never too old to be a fighter—for my family, for my husband, and for my God.

Trusting God. Trusting that no matter how much I think I know, I have a Heavenly Father who knows so much more. He’s real and he loves me! And he’s bigger and stronger than anything that could stand in my way.

So here’s to the big 3-0. I welcome you with open arms and the hug of a dear friend! I can’t wait to take the weekend to dream big and make a bucket list of what I want to do and become in the next 30 years. No doubt at the top of the list will be two simple words. Grow up.

xo, 

The 30-year-old, Lizzy

I want my kids to be stars


Today I have another story about a song, a book, and tillie Rose (do I need to get out of the house more so I have something else to write about? Probably). But if you know Tillie it's not surprising, as reading and singing are two of her favorite things. Possibly on the top of her list of favorite songs is Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. She loves to sing it, dance to it, and if a toy or book plays "Twinkle, Twinkle" she will play it non. stop.

 
This week I pulled out a box with books that I have been saving to share with Tillie as she moves on from board books. I let Tillie pick out a few new books to read, and she started with a classic, Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes.

We sang and read our way through the pages, and I shared songs that have been collecting dust in my mind, like Polly Put the Kettle On, and Sing a Song of Sixpence. Sure enough, not too far into the book we found Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. I was surprised however to see that it has more than one verse, and how sweet the other verses are.


As I read through the words I couldn't help but think, I hope my kids will become these little stars! All too often in our world it seems that the "blazing sun is gone", and many cannot "see which way to go", or feel that they're "travelling in the dark". Many wonder if there is a God, or if he cares about us anymore.

How the world needs these little lights, to show the way and give hope and courage! Lights to help others see that God lives and loves us. Lights to show us that even in the darkest times we are not forsaken.


How I hope to raise my daughters to keep their lamps bright with faith so they can be those lights. I pray that they will learn to "twinkle"--to not be ashamed of what they believe and not be afraid to stand out and be different, and to be the warmth and light when the world seems a cold and dark place. I pray that they will realize how much the world needs their light.

I am going to try to memorize the other verses of the song, and on those days when we are singing and twirling away to Twinkle Twinkle, I will also be giving my girls a gentle reminder that they are those little stars.


Twinkle on little stars.
Design by Kelly Brito