“Never ask a woman’s age.”
“Be thankful you’re young.”
“Just wait until you’re older and can’t do that anymore.”
I’ve heard all of these statements over and over and over again and I bet you have, too. Perhaps, like me, it made you bite your nails when you were younger about the whole “growing up” thing. Then I started growing up. I passed my teens, graduated college, adventured through the 20s, and have now officially hit 30! WOOT! My conclusion?
Getting older is fun.
I told that to an older woman once and she called me naive. 😛 Maybe I am. Maybe I’m not. But ignorance is bliss, right? 😉 I’ve heard so many people talk about the “golden years” or “the years in our prime” or other sayings that hint toward the fact that only one tiny section of our lives is allowed to be amazing, and that section takes place in our late teens and early twenties. (And yet, when you’re in your late teens or early twenties, people tend to scoff at your youngness and lack of knowledge or experience. 😛 )
Last month I turned 30. To some people reading this, that makes me sound old. To other people reading this, that makes me seem like a young whippersnapper. And yet, to a small few it sounds just right. (Goldilocks, anyone?) I’m still waiting for a “thirty, flirty, and thriving” high-five from Jennifer Garner.
I DON’T MIND MY AGE.
I don’t know why, but I LOVE getting older. I love looking back at what I’ve learned and how I’ve grown in just the last year. I love listing all the things God’s done or gotten me through and reading over them at the end of each year.
Okay, so it’s not fun being less “bounce-back”y and yes there is adulting to do. BUT GUYS…LIFE IS SO GOOD. Holy cow, I love adulting! Why, when I was a teenager, did adults only ever say, “Look out. There will be bills and responsibilities and you’ll have to fend for yourself and IT’S AWFUL!”
Why didn’t they also say, “Hey, you can travel and cook amazing meals and get so deep with God you can’t breath and have your own mini library and be even more imaginative than when you were a kid and bills are really only a tiny percentage of your life and as long as you pay them and are semi-responsible YOU WILL BE FINE.” (Maybe they didn’t say that because it’s a really long run-on sentence to say without taking a breath.)
I’m not afraid of getting older, but it sure is hard staying positive when so many outside voices are trying to make it a negative thing. Perhaps, for today, I can be the positive voice. 🙂
MY ONLY FEAR:
The only fear I have about aging is that my young readers will start thinking I’m unrelatable, because now I’m oldie moldy (but totally NOT.) I’m still as dorky as always (and don’t expect that to change.) Yes, it’s weird no longer being up-and-up on all the new technology (even though I try) or internet slang–that makes me feel old–but there’s a solution: I just ask. And learn. And my teen friends laugh with me and teach me that OTP means “one-true-paring” and “shipping” a set of characters means you love their relationship.
THE POINT IS:
Every age group has something to add to this world. Every year has something to teach us. And every age has something new and beautiful to experience. For some reason, we pick and choose which age group we will listen to or grow from.
Here I am on that middle ground of “not-quite-young” and “not-quite-old” and I want to say something:
To the kids: Don’t try to grow up too fast, but don’t be afraid of growing up. It’s actually awesome.
To the teens: You have something amazing to offer this world and I’m sorry we often don’t listen to you. 🙁 Don’t despair. Your voice matters and your age doesn’t. 💙 You can change the world now. You don’t have to wait until you’re older. (Tweet this)
To the twenties: People say these years are your “prime” and, in truth, a lot of awesome stuff and growth will happen during this time. Soak it in, but it’s not the end. It’s just the beginning. The awesomeness only stops if you let it. (Tweet this)
To my fellow 30s: Hey there. We’re not old. We’re not young. We’re just right. 😉 Don’t think of the years as “slipping by.” Time only slips by if you’re not paying attention. So pay attention. Live fully. (Tweet this) Think of yourself as stepping into another newer more exciting adventure with each year.
To the 40s and up: Sorry for lumping you all together, but seeing as how I haven’t lived all of your decades yet, I’m addressing you as a whole. You are older and wiser than me. Please keep sharing your wisdom and encouragement as those younger than you are still learning how to listen to it. We need you. And keep adventuring. Life’s not over until eternity begins. (Tweet this)
HOW I’M GOING TO ROCK 30
So…how am I going to make the most of being thirty? Oh, you’ll see. But I can’t help thinking that this is roughly the age when Jesus started his ministry. If thats not inspiring, I don’t know what is. 🙂
- I’m not going to let a number define me or affect my actions.
- I’m going to keep a list of all the growing and incredible and difficult things that happen this year.
- I’m going to live life as though it’s my last year alive. 😉
Our age may affect how others view us, but that shouldn’t affect how we live. (Tweet this) Sure, physique and health changes. I don’t expect to be able to do last as long in a game of Ultimate Frisbee as I did 10 years ago. But it’s a mindset. God created us to age. And that means there’s a purpose behind it–there is something to learn from every year we are given. From each minute.
How do you feel about getting older? Or about being young?
What about your current age frustrates your or fills you up?