February is my birth month. I turned 32 on the 8th. I’m grateful, thankful, and very appreciative to see it. Between me and you, for a brief moment, I woke up and realized I’m 8 away from 40. But I quickly bounced back after remembering I don’t even look my current age. In conclusion, at 40 I will still be ‘FOINE.’ During the course of my birthday, I was able to realize a few valuable life lessons. I was reminded of the things I’ve trusted and believed in.
I take the time on my birthday to think about the past year, and anticipate the year that stands ahead of me. This year I took a solo trip and decided to reward myself with rest and relaxation. My mother told me it would do me good to get away for a couple of days. So I booked a hotel, and I went away for a few days.
During my reflection, I realized that I’d been neglecting to forgive myself. This is one major act of self-care. I was so big on forgiving others that I was forgetting the biggest part of my self care was taking accountability for the choices and decisions I’d made, and learning to actually deal with it. Instead of beating myself up about it, I decided its best to recognize the choice I made, and have no regrets. Especially, if I made the decision off what I felt was best for me at the time. I gave myself time to recognize that the last 6 months had been hard. It was literally a roller coaster. A few setbacks. Comebacks. Knock downs. Get ups. You have no idea how hard it was to admit that much to myself. And once I did, I cried. I went from having tears of frustration, anger, love, happiness, weariness, and strength. When those tears dried, I remembered that I had infinite possibilities ahead of me, I was where I was supposed to be, and everything was going to be alright. Most importantly, I can still be anything I want to be.
Can you believe for a minute I got so caught up in the fact that I’ am single, unmarried, no kids, and not a homeowner. Then something said, “Yet!” How dare I get caught up on what I didn’t have, that I miss out on my haves. So what I don’t have all of that, yet. Doesn’t mean it’s not coming. All that means is, it’s just not my season. I was reminded to trust God’s timing better than my own. If He’d carried me through the last 32 years, surely, He didn’t bring me this far to leave me.
I made a few decisions on that trip. I decided I was going to follow my first mind. I was going to keep moving at my own pace. I was going to trust in what I knew. I was going to take more risks. I was going to own the fact that I can do whatever I want, and nothing will hold me back.
CHEERS to you, Thurdee Tew. May we enjoy the rest of the year together. Thank you for showing me that I’m divinely dope.
Be good to me, or I’ll cut ya.