Five years ago, I wrote about attaining the silver age, and I truly can’t explain how those words came about because I just let them flow at that moment , you can read it here.
Today, I clock 30 and No, I don’t want you to gaze in amazement because you believe 30 connotes some old age or ancient creation, I am not old! I’m 30 years young and you need to accept and agree that I’m whatever I say I am😁😁
All jokes though, if you think 30 is old or young, please allow yourself to think it . Age, many times, is viewed from different perspectives and what I’ve realized is that everyone has reasons for arriving at what they view it as. 30 can be old or young, depending on how you view it.
This post is not for me to tell you the lessons I’ve learnt or the things I’ve achieved or all of those deep stuff, because just like I’ve always let you know, I’m really just winging things and doing my best at them. I’m trying the best I can do and handing the reins over to God. So far, it has worked for me and I’ll never fail to aknowledge that.
What I won’t do is dish out some motivational talk about how the next person should wing their lives too because, what if it doesn’t work for them? What if the path they are taking already is the most perfect for them and they needn’t derail?
I didn’t know how I’d feel when I clocked 30. I’m not sure I ever even sat down to think about it. But one thing that was clear to me last year was that this 30 years that I’m clocking this year ehn? Something has to be done and what is that thing?
Wait for it…
I needed to have a photoshoot to celebrate this milestone ( Lol you were expecting something deep abi? Sorry o) . You know, I had never had a photo session to celebrate my birthday before and I always admired those who did. There was something about the planning and meticulousness that went into it and the happiness vibes it exuded, I wanted in! So I began to tell everyone around me that photo shoot must come on.
Back to how I felt during my silver age attainment and how I feel now, I cannot but recognize that I’m in a better space. I’m generally happier and more fulfilled, and I am allowing myself to embrace my awesomeness. I take compliments very well now, and I let myself absorb them. When people celebrate me and tell me that I’m doing great things, I allow them. I receive it with pleasure and tell myself that I’m indeed deserving. I pray that God continues to make me better than what people think of me.
30 for me is beautiful, fulfilling, wholesome and with lots of clarity , you already know that I’m going to rock it without holding anything back , even better than I rocked the 20s, God willing. I’m thankful for everything, dear God, I will never take your mercies on me for granted.
If you are 30 already, how did you feel when you were 30? What was it like? Did things change? If you aren’t 30 yet, How have you been feeling about clocking 30? What is your perspective about the age? Let’s gist in the comments.
Today is my birthday, and who else to share these random thoughts of mine with than you, my awesome readers? Thank you for sticking close, and for being loyal to this brand. May we always have reasons to celebrate one another. Don’t forget to say a prayer for me, please.
I’ll be back. OBA