Remember how turning the big 3-0 scared the living daylights out of me? Now a couple of years into my third decade of life, it’s proven to be the best years yet. Nothing like experience to help ease the mind and teach valuable lessons, something one doesn’t really possesses in their twenties. Wait, it’s probably more like you don’t listen or acknowledge any of it in your twenties.
Some major life changes have hit me this past year – The Thinker and I are getting married in 74 days. My beloved Grandpa passed away. I switched up the professional life a bit with a new job in a new field of focus.
Yet, the questions I was pondering on the eve of my thirtieth birthday still resonate. What is it that I want out of life? Do I want a major career change leaving the marketing field behind? Do I, I mean we, need a change of scenery leaving the District behind?
Birthdays always leave me a tad melodramatic. With the passing of my grandpa, I’ve come to appreciate my precious time more and want to be sure I have great stories to share as I grow older just like him. Now the challenge is figuring out how to best shape those stories. I suspect this won’t be the last time you hear me mention the questions above. I have a feeling they are going to grow more pressing to answer following our wedding in January.
6 comments:
I don't want to throw cold water on your contemplation of the future, but you are actually a couple of years into your fourth decade.
First decade 0-9
Second decade 10-19
etc.
Of course that means that I am in my (gasp!) seventh decade.
Of course, you'd be the one to rain on my parade, Jerry.
Sorry, but I do try to keep you realistic. :)
Can I have your marketing job if you do leave it behind? ;-)
Just don't leave the District behind... we'd miss you!
LiLu, honey, you don't want this gig. Trust me.
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