On Sunday, I celebrated my 27th birthday. In a past post, I discussed a bit of anxiety I was having over becoming a 27 year old.
I never thought it would feel this good
Its as though overnight, I became an adult. I became sure of myself...sure of the future, no matter how uncertain. I'm happy, optimistic...and that post seems silly in retrospect. 27 seems to have turned over a new leaf for me. I'm making decisions...decisions about what kind of wife I will be, what kind of mother I will be. I'm making decisions about what I do with my time, how I take care of myself. I'm making decisions to be grateful, to be still, to listen. I'm making decisions about being a Godly woman, about surrendering. I'm prioritizing.
I have a great peace, as though someone cut the strings of my past and gave me a blank book to start writing in. As cheesy as it sounds, there is no better way of describing it. Its bliss.