Okay, so I am now officially "in my thirties". Isn't that surreal to be saying?!
I didn't really think it counted when I was just 30, but now there is no denying it!
David and I watched The Man From Snowy River a couple of days before my birthday. We hadn't seen it in years, but were blown away when we realized that it was made in 1982 (or 83, can't remember right now).
I seriously spent the first 30 minutes of the movie pondering 25 years ago! I realized that my mom was basically my same age and with 4 or 5 little kids. Wow!! I couldn't even ponder the movie becuase I kept thinking about her at my age, knowing that someday her kids would be grown and she would be an empty-nester, but not being able to truly fathom it.
All of a sudden, I felt like my own life was on fast-forward and I really wanted to pause it. There are days that are so difficult, but I really love little boys! I want to just eat up the now because before I know it we will be at Eli's mission farewell and I will be wondering where time went!
To top it off, Eli is preparing for his next birthday (he is, after all, just days away from officially being 9 and 1/2). He says to me, "Mom, 10 sounds so much older than 9, to me. Does it sound old to you?" I answered yes and when he asked why, I responded, "Because I was just 10, so you can't be that old yet!" Life really does just fly by.
Since I can't stop the forward dash, I had better put myself in fast-motion-camera-mode and capture the moments!
I am happy with where my life is right now and am therefore perfectly content with my age. I've decided I will probably always be cheesy, always be in love with my husband, always wish I had more time, always want to be in better shape, always love the combination of red and white, always do what I feel, rather than what I think I want, always love it when David makes dinner, etc. It is good to be me--never perfect and not always enjoyable, but ME.
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I love the red and white--stuff (I am assuming it is bedding/ towels...)
I was reading your post thinking- oh my big sister IS getting older. then i stopped and reminded myself that i am only a few small years behind you! I think the best anyone can say is that they are happy with their life where it is. Love that optimism about you. I truly expect to see at least 50 more family halloween portraits come out of you. you are never too old to where clown make-up and a flower on your head. I have to assume that life keeps getting better if we keep letting ourselves grow into more rather than shrink with age. By the way- very cute family portrait! You look radiant!
happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you... happy birthday dear Rebekah... happy birthday to you...
LOVE the quilt!! I totally know what you're talking about- my mom is 30 (in my brain) And, 10 is so much older than 9 because it's double digits... isn't it funny that you get older, but never really feel older. love ya old lady!!
You will always be 25 to me. Love you and your joy of life!!!! mom
Well said Becky,
I have those moments with my deacons...Suddenly I will think...I was just 12...who in the world put in charge of a bunch of 12 year olds? I am glad you had a great birthday...and year. THe house looks alot different form when Annie and I saw it.
Jake
I found your blog again! good to read and catch up. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY! Love the pic of your gifts. Beautiful bedding. Hope you are well
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