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

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