I began drinking at 14, became far too involved with boys at 15, I moved out of my mom’s house at 17, met my husband at 18, and married him shortly after 19. I had my first baby at 22, almost got divorced at 27, fell in love all over again at 28, and had my second baby at 29. I did enough living in my teenage years to make up for a lifetime of rebellion and excitement. This Saturday I leave my 20s behind and enter my dirty thirties.
My mom wasn’t even a mom until her 30s.
I’m so looking forward to my 30s, while I learned so much in my 20s, I hurt so many people. I hurt myself. I damaged myself and relationships around me and despite my best efforts to heal many of them, it just wasn’t possible. I have plans, I have dreams, and I have two feet planted very firmly on the ground. I could have never learned and grown in all the ways that I have without my babies, and I’m glad we made the choice to have babies early.
While the following are all things people can learn at any point in life, some people never learn them, or learn them too late. I’m thankful I got so many of them out of the way in my 20s so I can really enjoy what my 30s have planned for me (which at this point includes A CRUISE WITH MY HUSBAND. *ehem*).