July 1st is finally here. That means in two days, I turn 33 years old. Oh my goodness! I cannot believe I have been around for 33 years.
I thought by the time I was 30, I would have the world figured out. Now, here I am 33, and still have no idea. By this time in my life, all of life's answers should have been known to me.
Of course, that has not worked out as planned. My life has had a lot of changes the past couple of years. I have grown up a lot. Not sure if that is a good thing or not, as being a grown-up kind of sucks ass.
For instance, I used to love birthdays. Matter-of-fact, I loved them so much that I would celebrate my birthday for an entire month. It was a blast. Now, it is just another day that goes by without much flair.
Now, birthdays just remind me that I am not where I wanted to be.
When I moved here last January, I wanted to live in Chicago. Instead, I live in the burbs.
I wanted tons of friends, instead I only have a few really good friends so far.
I wanted my relationship to be all bliss and joy, I wanted a job that paid well, and I wanted to be in the now!
I wanted - I wanted - I wanted.
Of course, we know that wanting gets us no where. We have to take it!
I confess to the fact that I have been super lazy in the taking.
I have been waiting on it all to just land at my feet.
I believe that the culture shock of moving up here was so much that I just made it to a point of being comfortable. Now, I want to go above and beyond that and be me!
So, here I am, just two days from turning 33, and I have no idea where my life is going. I believe I have a good life, just right now I have yet to realize my calling.
I have been thinking a lot about what I wanted to be, where I wanted to live, and how I wanted my life to play out, and I have a few ideas. So, instead of just wanting change, I think I am going to start taking charge and making changes.
Life - here I come!