I came to a stark realization the morning of December 7, 2010 when I turned 25…one day soon, I would turn 30! My life wasn’t exactly where I thought it would be at 25. I’m not saying my life was terrible; I was married, had a 3 month old son and I had a job.
The problem was I had barely graduated with my bachelor’s degree (2 ½ years late), I was still working in retail, I wasn’t where I wanted to be financially and, worst of all, my dad had passed away 5 years earlier. I had adjusted to my dad being gone, but it was tough not having him there for my graduation, my marriage or my son’s birth.
As I was going into the latter part of my 20s I knew I had to focus. I had a lot of goals that I wanted to accomplish and not a lot of time. 30 was such an ominous age to think about. I would spend the next 5 years thinking about where I would be in life at 30.
Every time I thought about it I started getting nervous. All I could think about was, “I’m not where I planned to be” or “This is not what I planned”. It took some major life events to teach me that adaptability would be my best asset.
In the next 5 years I would be let go from my job, spend 6 months on unemployed, start my professional career, give up on some dreams and get divorced. As I neared my 30th birthday I was getting more and more anxious about where I was in life…
But then I looked around and realized it’s going to be alright. I had a wonderful 5 year old that motivated me to improve myself everyday, a career I was very passionate about and had surrounded myself with friends I could lean on for support. I also realized that thanks to my struggles in my 20s I was much more mature and ready to handle life’s challenges! …at least more prepared than 5 years ago. Here’s to the next 10 years!