I can’t believe I have one more year of being a “youth”. Anyone under the age of 40 is considered a “youth” so I’m still young over here.
What can I honestly say about turning 39? Not much yet. I can say that I still get asked if I’m in my mid to late 20s. Thank you mom and God for these good, good genes. I appreciate y’all.
All this grey where did you come from? Messing up my youthful appearance right now. I really don’t know if I want to color my hair to hide it either. Aging is a blessing many people don’t get to experience. So, to hide the fact that I am seems like a slap in the face to those who never got to.
This year I kept it really lowkey. Reflected on all that has happened to me and for me in just 1 year. I really don’t know how to put into words how much life has changed. And how much more I know it’s going to.
Despite what it may look like on the outside, I am comfortable with who I am, am at peace and have joy deep inside. I enjoy who I am, where I am in life and know that the journey to this moment was all for God’s purpose. It’s nerve wracking at times to think of the responsibilities and assignment I’ve been given. Maybe why subconsciously I ran for so long. Ran to hide because I don’t like the stage. Ran to get away from always having to be responsible. Now I can’t run anymore.
Now I’m here. Standing, waiting and preparing myself for this new year which I believe is taking me into a new season. The turbulence is over. Time for some smooth sailing. That’s my prayer.
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