Into the 30s…this makes me think of my 30s – my full-on parenting years.
I walked into that decade in the midst of my first born experiencing complex health issues. I kicked off my thirties learning, growing, trusting, and eventually finding the path to healing. I could write a book about this journey, but will say it was equally the most painful and most incredible experience of my life.
My second son was born in that decade. I had no idea how much joy he would bring to our lives or how he really completed our little family. I was a single mom at the time. It was difficult, but I also loved the freedom I felt parenting my two boys.
My father passed away in my early thirties. This too, pushed me into uncharted territory: painful in my grief, having to rely on myself and others, and finding a strength I didn’t know was in me.
My overall sense of my thirties was how much fun we had together. I loved seeing the world through my boys’ curious little eyes. I loved watching them learn and grow. I loved the opportunity to play and connect with them. Those years hold some of the happiest memories of my life.
I also learned, the greatest gifts can come from the most difficult times. There is a blessing in everything. In those years, I learned to trust myself, listen to my intuition, be open, ask for help, and give and receive love.
Thank you, thirties.