For my birthday, I had the blessing of being surrounded by friends and family for my 30th Birthday celebrations. From an intimate dinner at home to an amazing experience at my first pro football game, it was definitely a birthday to remember. I always knew that my 30th birthday would be one that I would always remember, but not for the reason you would expect.
As a young lady, I never viewed the big 3-0 as a treasured milestone – I dreaded it. How could I ever imagine myself at such an in-between age? Not old, but not young; a sort of unpredictable stage in life. Would I be married by then? With children? I would definitely have a job by then, so I would need to be mature; but how would I act? How would I look? Would I feel fulfilled? All these things seemed impossibly far away at the time anyways, but as I entered my teens, then early and mid-twenties, thirty didn’t seem so bad after all. As I got closer and closer to thirty, I realized that I was dreading the wrong thing: age. I wasn’t afraid of getting older like I had originally thought, superficially – upon deeper examination, I was afraid of the unsure nature and unpredictability of my 30th year on this Earth.
I am a planner. Not in a way where I need to know exactly the precise steps of a process down to the minute, but at least a general outline of what to expect for my future. Once I got beyond the plan of college and obtaining a job/career, the rest was up in the air. After that, what was left but partnership, marriage, children, and family to complete my well-rounded life? Of course there was career growth and new opportunities, but that was fairly unpredictable as well; the latter half of my twenties and finally turning 30 really all hinged on meeting the love of my life, which, suffice to say, was something I – like countless others – had dreamed about my whole life.
This fear of the unknown began to slip away as I got closer and closer to 30, and the things in my life that were previously TBD surely fell into place – though, never according to “plan”. But surely, isn’t that truly the art of living: to watch your path reveal itself, in its own unique way?
I finished up college; although not according to plan, it was a life-changing experience nonetheless.
I found a career. It happened to be one that I swore I would never pursue, but in the end I couldn’t deny my love for the craft and, frankly, how natural it was for me.
I lost friends, made friends, and lost some again. But this in itself has shown me what true friendship and love really is.
I tried new things (not all of them good) and had a full array of life experiences in a short amount of time, when I was old enough to do them and while I was still young enough to be foolish.
I searched for the love of my life, kissing more than a few frogs along the way (and even a monster); but I finally found my soulmate.
I decided to grow by getting a master’s degree; one that would give me the option of expanding my career in the future if the opportunity should present itself.
I’m having a child. My [stupid] “goal” when I was younger was to have my first child before I was 30, but thinking back I know that idea was completely ridiculous, and I am just absolutely thrilled, thankful, and excited beyond words to meet her. I already love her so much.
I have felt things. This seems pretty generic, but it is the only phrase that could encapsulate such a broad meaning and array of feelings and experiences. I have felt things: I have felt loss when I suffered through my partial molar pregnancy; I have felt the pain of a broken heart; I have felt anger and self loathing when I have made huge mistakes; depression, doubt, self pity, arrogance, indifference, hate, and hope when going through chemo. I have also felt overwhelming joy, incredible love, great pride, immense gratitude, overwhelming happiness, and utter bliss.
Although it is [still] hard for me to accept sometimes, you can’t plan out your entire life – the big things, at least. It is a gentle balance of both planning, and unplanned opportunities and experiences.
So, here is my 30th birthday revelation…
“The art of living is to watch your path reveal itself to you.” – Jessie Undorfer, The Miami Rose
Miami Flower Market
I have always loved flowers – growing up as a little girl, my mother loved to garden and we always had fresh flowers in the house. She has taught me everything I know about plant life and floral arrangements. I didn’t inherit her green thumb, but I think I do pretty well with my floral design! So, as a perfect activity for my Birthday weekend, I was invited to attend the grand opening event of the Miami Flower Market! My mother and I went and we had so much fun looking at the variety of flowers and greenery available. It was the perfect start to my day, and I was able to take home a huge haul of flowers to create my table arrangement for my Birthday dinner that night. Be sure to check out their events calendar soon for the awesome classes that they will be offering at their location – all of the professionals who work at Miami Flower Market are so knowledgeable and helpful that I can’t wait to go back (very) soon!
At-Home Birthday Dinner
I was so grateful to be surrounded by my family on my 30th Birthday for an intimate (and fun!) dinner catered by a private chef. I love to cook with my husband, but it was nice to be served at home for once and not even have to clean up! I used my gorgeous flowers from Miami Flower Market to make a tropical and bright arrangement, and, believe it or not, everyone wore their party hats for the whole dinner! We had a great time and it was exactly the kind of thing I wanted to do on my 30th birthday – food, family, and fun.
Party supplies via Meri Meri | Flowers via Miami Flower Market | Food by The Dancing Palate
Miami Dolphins vs. Cleveland Browns
I am a horrible Miamian – there are many things that I haven’t ever done as a local, and going to a Dolphins game is one of them! I can finally cross that off my list.
“Keep adventuring and stay not a grown up.” – J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan