So I turned 25 eight days ago. 25 was huge for me. I was not expecting it to carry so much emotional weight. Who knew a birthday could carry so much weight?
I was thinking 25. 25. That is huge. I am halfway to fifty. A quarter of a century in birthdays.
I have loved birthdays since I could remember. I love a good party. This birthday date was different. I was kind of stressed because 25 felt like a different milestone. Like I needed to have accomplished all of these things by this year of my life.
My career does not look like I ever imagined it would.
I thought we might have a house or something by now.
I thought we might be more “accomplished”, whatever that means.
I am learning now that even though life may not look the way I thought it was supposed to, there are so many blessings that God has given me.
Such as I may not be working full time, but I am working. I work in childcare, and this has taught me so much. I love children, and I never knew that before. I babysat when I was younger out of obligation because I thought that was what you did. Working with kids has taught me unconditional love and patience. Even when a situation is hard, you do not give up. It has taught me time management and how to prioritize various tasks.
I volunteer at a nursing home in our city, and this has taught me how to love even more. It has taught me so much about the sanctity of life and how honestly everyone just wants love.
As my wonderful husband has iterated, “value ain’t measured in dolla bills.” I love that man.
For my next birthday, I want to rest fully in what God has for me. He has taught me so much about patience, community, how to love people, and what life is all about. I think these things are richer than any monetary amount or material possessions we could have.
How has your birthday each year taught you things you never knew before? Please leave a comment below – I would love to chat with you!