A friend of mine directed me to this blog, the author is going through the phase which was all too familiar to me. Women turning 30.
Before my birthday two months ago, I could hardly recall my age. Whenever I was asked, I had to pause for a second or two before answering, counting from the year I was born. Standing at 5ft 2, and in the crowd of English and Portuguese friends, I've always been mistaken to be in my early or mid 20s. Asian genes seems to make me look slightly younger in the crowd.
Its not till my birthday that it dawned upon me that I'm growing old. At that point, I started panicking for some weird reason, the fear of growing old and with no real achievement. The fear was so great that it started to consume me.
The day after my birthday, I've managed to pull through the big three O crisis, and hey, what's the big deal? It's not like I'm missing a limb. Young at heart, I believe I'd always be the twenty something me.
I'm still travelling, enjoying what God has graciously blessed me with, and making the most outta it.
The only difference it made was appreciation, age makes a good wine, so did it neuter me into what I am today. I tend to appreciate the smaller things around me which I wouldn't even give a damn when I was younger. Age has taught me to give thanks to my closest, letting them know how much I love them. Age has taught me to be more responsible. I love growing old, especially having found the special someone to share my life with.
The only thing I'm not looking forward to are the aftermaths, wrinkles and grey hair, not that I have any at the moment lol.
Its not till my birthday that it dawned upon me that I'm growing old. At that point, I started panicking for some weird reason, the fear of growing old and with no real achievement. The fear was so great that it started to consume me.
The day after my birthday, I've managed to pull through the big three O crisis, and hey, what's the big deal? It's not like I'm missing a limb. Young at heart, I believe I'd always be the twenty something me.
I'm still travelling, enjoying what God has graciously blessed me with, and making the most outta it.
The only difference it made was appreciation, age makes a good wine, so did it neuter me into what I am today. I tend to appreciate the smaller things around me which I wouldn't even give a damn when I was younger. Age has taught me to give thanks to my closest, letting them know how much I love them. Age has taught me to be more responsible. I love growing old, especially having found the special someone to share my life with.
The only thing I'm not looking forward to are the aftermaths, wrinkles and grey hair, not that I have any at the moment lol.
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