Yesterday, I embarked upon my last year before I turn 30. For some reason it feels like I just got diagnosed with some illness and have a year to live. I am finding myself wanting to go on bucket-list adventures, my procrastinated attempt to get all my living in before 30. NO AMANDA life does not end at 30!!! I would just like to formally apologize for all my careless encouragement to all the friends who have gone before me in this growing older journey: "29 and feeling fine"
and "one year before 30 flirty and thriving,"
I so don't feel "fine" and definitely not flirty. Oh well, another year. I will eat my words and just be thankful. Another year of life! Thank you God for another year of life: of wildflowers, baby toddles, neck squeezes, back rubs, chocolate, and friendship... LIFE! Another year of it! Hooray!
After all the messes of last week, this week was pretty blah... and I mean that in a really good way!
I am grateful for...
Grandpas and grandkids on front porches,
3 year old conversations with a wise grandpa,
Rusty old farm equipment resting in green grass,
My dad's love for gardening... and whatever a "hot dog" is... it just simply has to grow into something wonderful with a name like that,
Easy preschool time on the bathroom mirror and the little girl who can create a person out of shapes,
Fresh crayons with sharp tips and paper covers still intact,
peek-a-boo happiness around the high chair,
and funny scrunchy faces,
the little girl who exclaimed to her dad, "Look at my BU-tiful flower bow, Dad!" "I need to take a picture of it!" Awe! She's trying to create stuff with measuring tape and take pictures of it... she's trying to be like me!
|Photo courtesy of Addy.|
and the little girl who has no problem acting silly with me!
AHHH! Sorry if I scared ya! That's a pretty intense face. Sometimes ya just gotta get on the floor with your kids, throw your hair up, bug out your eyes, and yell.
Happy Day to you friends!