Closing in on 40

I remember this time 10 years ago almost like it was yesterday. I was about to turn 30. I was in the process of evaluating and reevaluating my life. I wasn't satisfied with my relationship at the time. I wasn't satisfied with my job. I wasn't satisfied with many of the choices that I'd made at that point in my life. I wasn't bad off but I definitely wasn't where I thought I needed to be. I told myself emphatically that I REFUSED to walk into my 30's with the same issues I battled with in my 20's. It's been almost 10 years to the calendar year and I can definitely see how and where I have changed. I can also see how and where I have not.

2011 is almost over. When the year begins to wind down, I start reflecting (even more) on what I accomplished, what I didn't, and what I plan to do about the coming year. I did a lot. I blogged. I facilitated Rap Sessions. I hosted a Blog Talk Radio show. I networked. I helped people. I hurt people. And I watched myself do it all.

This month is the last Rap Session of 2011. I have plans to take advantage of the down time to work on the radio show, network a hell of a lot more, learn, read, and plan 2012 (as much as a human being can plan something). I will pay off my debts. I will become more financially responsible. I will learn about discipline. I will exercise the wisdom from the lessons that life has shown me so far about relationships. I'm giving myself 2 1/4 years to manifest the fearless, dynamic, utterly awesome woman living inside of me. I'm giving myself time to organize, build what is necessary, destroy what is not, and become a better version of me.

I've never been the type of woman who hides her age. That never really made sense to me. Outside of being mysterious, I didn't understand why women did it. I know that FOR ME with age comes wisdom so I'm happy to tell people how old I am. I'm even happier to show them. And with 40 lurking right around the corner, I feel the excitement of a new (better version of) me emerging. I can feel the tingle inside when I think about it. And while I know that I don't have anything to prove to other people, it will most certainly feel good to show you who and what I become.

Here's to the end of me 30's! I know that I will accomplish everything I set out to do. And here's to the beginning of a fabulous decade! My energy level is almost out of control!

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