Twenty-nine

Stepping into my 29th year of life this year actually did not require me to take a step at all. It was more of work from bed kinda sitch. Be that as it may, during this quarantine I’ve been spending a lot of time alone with my thoughts, which forced me to dig deep into what have I really learned from it all? 29 years. That is 348 months and 10,585 days that have compiled learning, unlearning, and growth. These are my small truths I live by that, in some form or another, came from a lesson that had to be learned:

• Before anything, take care of you.

• Dinner parties are sacred (& I miss them)

• Kindness is never, and will never, be a weakness.

• Take things as they are, not as you imagined they should be.  

• Work hard at everything you do but know when it’s time to stop, rest, or move on.

• Saying no is self love.

• Buy the mother fucking shoes!

• Pasta once or four times a week is also self love.

• You are a bad bitch.
  

I really needed to hear a few of these things again during this quarantine especially with the many new and confusing transitions that have now become the new norm. It’s definitely not how I envisioned the last year of my 20’s but I’m living my truth and taking things as they are! Mostly, I’m just incredibly grateful for what I have and, even though it’s uncertain, what is to come.

Till we see each other again,

Mel