There is something about ending a decade! I have lived for Twenty-nine years, and yet there is still more living to do. I am yet to grasp the year's ending and here we are.
This year sums up the dreams I made of my twenties, and these years sum up the many first milestones of adulting. This decade was quite a ride! From the innocent early twenties to the mid-twenties where realisation first visits you to remind you that, the dreams you had at twenty-five are now coming to an end. In your mid-twenties, you realise the pressure you carry around long before the real drama happens.
And then, you wake up one day and are in the evening of your Twenty-ninth year. A little less sassy than at twenty and more appreciative of a lot of things. I am more appreciative of my friendship with my aunties and my older siblings, I am more appreciative of work and appreciative of my friends that form the more significant part of the support system in the twenties.
By year twenty-nine, you become more consistent in your purpose, in building for the next decade. I am happy to know that my life's purpose has women and girls at the centre of my advocacy. My purpose extends into all the areas that make my life's web. It is beautiful to see what God can do with the purpose He places in our bosoms.
But twenty-nine also carried pain with it and taught me that; life comes with pain as well, whereas I would have been overwhelmed, I choose to celebrate the good days, because as sure as day, the bad days would follow along. After all, life is cut out like that.
I have also come to believe that "Grief really is the price we pay for love" I have cried throughout the decade. I have wept for love lost, loved ones to be gone and love impossible. I have had healing happen only for grief to revisit. In all of it, our greatest loves will be the source of our greatest pains.
I am okay with growing older, it has never been a thing that scared me, I am if anything, thankful for more life here on earth and in that, every new year is a beautiful blessing and reminder that I am still needed here.
And so I charge for thirty a month from now, and I am more than thankful for how far I have come and where I will be in the next decade.
