This year I hit my Plus One.
Today, I turn 31 years old.
Thirty. Plus one.
My most difficult birthday was 27. That was the year that I felt old. I was no longer “cute young thang” just out of college. I wasn’t the newly married, fresh-faced and optimistic young teacher. I was on the later end of my twenties. I was rounding 30. I felt old.
But then I got over it.
I loved being 28.
And then, inevitably, I turned 29. I never really wanted to be 29. It felt like this waiting room where you no longer sit in your twenties: young and cute and wide-eyed about the possibilities of life… but you’re not quite 30: established, your life path figured out. So I didn’t claim 29.
My year of 29, I said 30. When people asked how old I was, I claimed 30 with pride.
I felt 30. I was ready for 30. I had been married for 8 years at that point, was about to have my second baby, we knew the life trajectory we wanted to be on, I had settled into a reassuring confidence in who I am and what I want to be about. I was ready for 30. Sitting in your 30’s feels like the time of life that things start to fall into place.
20’s is a lot of soul-searching and learning and moving and shaping and growing. 30’s… you kind of have your act together. Or so it seemed. It feels like you should have your act together. I liked hitting 30.
So I was 30 for two years.
And now, I’m no longer 30. I’m 30 Plus One.
I’m not just 30-year-old Sarah. I’m 30-plus-one year old-Sarah.
That’s a formula I’m going to latch onto.
Something is being added to my life. A new year of maturing. A new year of experiences and growth. A new year of life with my babies and my husband. A new year of wonder, a new year to step in to others lives, to feel God step into my own. A year of possibilities, new beginnings, new paths, new hopes, new lessons, new dreams, new challenges.
I’m not losing anything in this equation.
I’m Thirty PLUS One.
I am accumulating years, gathering stories, remembering moments, connecting to friends, expanding my horizons, adding memories. We are taking steps to follow a new career, I am running my first 10k, we are loving the ages and stages of our kids, we solidify our bond as a team and a partnership in our marriage, we are spending time in the mountains, we are making memories with our friends and family, I am adding life to my life.
I am adding in good this year.
Cheers to a GOOD year. What are you going to add into your life this year?
xoxoxo
Oh stop. As your 21-year-old counterpart, you rock 30 (and now plus one). I already know I want to be just like you when I’m in my thirties…and I don’t even *know* you! 🙂
🙂 Well, thank you my dear. I might add that you are rocking your own season of life as well! ~Sarah