My thirtieth birthday is on the horizon. Recently, I have been considering the last decade of my life, and all the surprises that I’ve encountered along the way.
Ten years ago, I was attending college, consumed with ambitious plans. I was convinced that I was going to either be a famous and wealthy actress or a famous and wealthy film director. Neither happened, thankfully. After graduating, I began working as a college pastor. I now work at the same school I attended, pouring my life into college students who come from all over the world. While working at my current job, I met my future husband, who was in the same field. He was the most adventurous, thoughtful person I had ever met. Two and a half years after meeting, we got married. We settled in a simple little home in Los Angeles. After several years of married life, traveling, and growing up a bit, we had our son. Parenthood was (and still is) one of the biggest transitions of my life. I now find myself as a mother of a young toddler, wife, small business owner, blogger, college minister, among many other things.
The last few years have been particularly exciting. I am constantly discovering who I am and what I am capable of. I am learning new skills, and developing different interests. The possibilities of where I could end up seem endless.
I am hopeful about my thirties, and excited for the things to come.