I’ve had this idea in my head that turning 35 this year is a big deal…mostly for negative reasons.
The thoughts have been relentless: “I haven’t done this,” “I’ve only done X,” “I need to do that.”
They’ve clouded every thought about getting older.
But I just saw a video of a woman talking about everything she ‘only did’ after 33. She finished by saying that at age 38, she was just getting started.
For a brief moment, my perspective on what 35 really means shifted, and I quite liked how that felt.
She’s so right. I’m just getting started. My dreams for this year are merely the beginning, and I get to be excited about what comes next.
I’m going to lean into this new perspective and embody it fully before 35 actually arrives.
