What I’m Thankful for this Week


The big 3-0.

Yep, I’ve finally crossed the threshold of the my twenties and am starting off this new decade with a bit of celebration and a lot of introspection.

I never approached my thirtieth birthday with trepidation or angst. In fact, I looked forward to the day that I could bid adieu to the doubt, insecurities, and stupid mistakes that defined the last ten years of my life.

The reality is much different of course. There’s still fear. There’s still doubt. My insecurities are here for the long haul. And I’m pretty sure I’ll keep making mistakes just as easily.

But where I am now doesn’t compare with the kind of person I was at 21 or 25 or 29. This year alone has seen some of the biggest transformations of my life, in mind, body, and spirit.

To repeat a tired cliché, the most interesting people are works in progress. I plan to be interesting for a long long while.

As the holidays approach and the year comes to a close, I feel that the crossroads I’ve been standing at for the past couple of months are finally leading me somewhere.

Where? I have no clue. All I know is that my direction is forward and that I’m not alone on the journey. I’ve opened myself up to new experiences and new people who changed me irrevocably.

How can I not be grateful for all the hiccups, missteps, and challenges when they’ve brought me here, surrounded by love and inspiration?

So, bring it 30s. I’m ready for you.

What are you thankful for this week?

How has this year transformed your outlook on health and wellness?

As always, keep paying it forward and stay healthy. 🙂

One Reply to “What I’m Thankful for this Week”

  1. I live this line: To repeat a tired cliché, the most interesting people are works in progress. I plan to be interesting for a long long while. I think we are all a bit of a mess trying to work ourselves out.
    I’m convinced that even the most perfect looking people/lives have their issues. Sexy, rich and famous people who look like they have it all have issues.
    I feel like my life changed somehow when I turned 45. It’s not one of the big *0 years that spme people dread. I havn’t analyzed what happened too much, but what I worry about seems to have changed, and for the better.


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