It's that day again.
The anniversary of my birth.
Two years ago, when I turned 30, I debuted a mission statement for my 30's.
It was: Digging Deeper!
(My friends even through me a Digging Deeper birthday party, including a shovel to dig with.)
Essentially, it means that I plan to spend more time doing things thoroughly, and less time trying to be perfect at everything. Two years in and I think I'm coming up wanting. It's hard to kick the habit of overachieving. Or is it overcomplicating? Overwhelming? Overthinking?
I think I'm doing okay though. I've cut out some of the things that weren't a major part of my life. True, I've added a few new things in too, but we won't go there...
Life isn't perfect, but I love it anyway. I don't mind being 32. I hope I can say that when I turn 42, 52 and beyond. Each day, each year brings new challenges. It also brings new blessings, and new opportunities.
Life goes on.
"The trick is growing up without growing old"