You know what's a really neat part of my day? Welcoming and directing the grandparents to meet their new grandchild... They are so excited and in a hurry-- and I get to be part of it for a little second. I look at them and know that today may just be another day at work for me, but it's one of the most special days of their lives.
In other news, the kids are home again, and I'm glad to have them back. I'm trying to arrange childcare for them for the next two weeks while I train, and that's a hassle, but we'll get it worked out. After training, I'll go to my regular evening shift and I won't have to worry about that anymore.
I am happy.
And a little tired.
Patrick and I have been talking about this phase of life we've reached (remember I mentioned it already?) As it turns out, he's going through something similiar. I think there are several things that are going on that have brought this on. For Patrick, he's in school with alot of people who try to expand themselves, they have a broad scope of things they are interested in. Lots of his friends cultivate new hobbies and interests just to improve themselves. That's rubbed off on Patrick a bit, and he's taken up bonsai and some other things. For me, I think a lot of it has to do with the emphasis I've had lately on creative writing.
But underneath it all is the fact that soon, our twenties are over. We both turn 29 this year, and I think we have begun a mental preparation to enter our thirties. And, I find myself unexpectedly looking forward to our next decade. I think it will be a time when we become well rounded, self actualized, to borrow a psychological term. Turning 30 is such a big deal these days, but not in a good way. You're suddenly "over the hill"... past your prime... What a depressing thing to face, and yet...
I feel great relief and excitement to realize that's not how it's going to be for me, or for Patrick. It's not that we want to be kids forever, or freeze those moments of youth. I wouldn't trade the person I've become for the person I was... and that's a wonderful feeling. Don't get me wrong, I'm not perfect, nor am I in love with myself. I'm just happy, and my eyes are turned towards a future that is bright.
30, here I come.
But first, 29... let's not get too ahead of ourselves.
Shannon I am so excited to hear about your new job. I'm glad it worked out.
You are such a clever writer I love reading your blog. Almost thirty huh? I can't believe my friends are getting sooo old! I'm just picking.
How cool... I know you've heard the story of your birth... how the nuse walked out those big double doors... holding you in her hands...and our entire family swooped down on her to meet you... and we scared the poor lady half to death... she didn't know whether to run or scream or both...
We were so happy to meet you.
And still so blessed to know you...
Your musings on turning 30 brought to mind my anticipation and excitement about turning 30... there's a legacy of youth in this family that is just so cool... thanks for sending me down memory lane again...
(I put my trip in Honeysuckle Summer)...
love you...
Hello wait just a minute. I am 30 so you are 29 are you single??? It isn't all bad.
Actually life has just begun for you.
Here's to you!
Thanks guys. By the way, Tony, I've been married for 7 years to Patrick. Hard to believe it's been that long!
Posted by: Shannon at March 11, 2004 06:33 PMWow that is hard to believe I have my own company and I have never been married and just thought about meeting someone nice when I turned 30 last December. Everyone is at different places in their lifes. When I was in college I just wanted to work and volunteer never thought much about dating? Life is funny.
Tony