Another year older, the big 32!

Last Tuesday, I celebrated my 32nd birthday. I have to say, 32 isn't too bad. I think it's funny how much our perspective changes as we get older.

My friend Kari started dating her now husband, Tim, when she was 22. He, however, was 32 at the time! I remember me and our friends being totally freaked out by the situation. I'm sure I made statements such as, "Oh my gosh, 32? That is SOOOO old...isn't it weird?" and "I can't imagine EVER dating a 32 year old!"

I know what you're thinking right now...that I think it's appropriate for me to find a 22 year old to date. No worries, that is not my current plan or desire. While I do think I'm more mature and, hopefully, a bit wiser now at 32 than I was at 22, the truth is, I don't FEEL old at all. I know, I know, 32 isn't old, but it's no 22 either.

Every time I'm on the phone with my friend Stacy, I feel I've not aged a day since high school. Yes, we are both aware we should be concerned, but we can't help it! We talk about the dumbest things sometimes and laugh SO hard! I see no reason why that shouldn't continue. If you can't laugh, then what's the point?

I've heard people say the 30s are supposed to be so great. Honestly, so far, I agree. While there are a few things I wish could be different, overall, it's all good. For example, I was much less comfortable with my body/appearance in my 20s. I feel like I'm much less obsessed with that in my 30s. I accept my body for what it is and what it can do, rather than what I wish I had. Some of you reading this (Carrie) will note that yes, I still do wish I had your rockin' legs. But, all in all, I'm happy with what I have. You could have told me I'd be at this point 10 years ago and I would have said, "Yah, right, that'll never happen! I'll be obsessed forever!" I'm not saying I don't have moments of weakness where I freak out, but really, it just doesn't consume my every thought as it did back then.

When I think back to my 20s, I was running on a regular basis. Now, it's 10 years later and I'm running marathons! If that's not progress, I don't know what is! I've already told you all how thankful I am for the many blessings in my life, but I'll just say those blessings are what make 32 so sweet.