4. As a thirty-something, we experience many physical changes, and this isn’t a bad thing.
Our faces begin to show more “experience.” Our bodies aren’t necessarily as agile as they once were. I don’t know about you, but my back is feeling the busyness of life, giving birth to four children, and the countless hours of holding babies and toddlers while multi-tasking around the house. I spend much more time stretching than I used to because of this. But, it’s funny how much more in tune and accepting we become of our bodies in our thirties. I’m not as embarrassed of my stretch marks and cellulite as much as I used to be. I do my best to stay in shape and eat healthy, but I’m not aiming for perfection anymore. In our thirties, we realize more and more that perfection isn’t the goal. In fact, it’s impossible this side of Heaven. Progress is the goal. Moving forward and getting better are things I can achieve. Due to this realization, I’ve been able to enjoy life so much more than when I was in my twenties. As a thirty-something, we are young enough to still see the wonder the world–and we are often reminded of this through the eyes of our children, but we also have the wisdom to know that we shouldn’t take it for granted. Each day is a gift, and God is shaping us into the person we are supposed to be with each season we are given. And, our thirties is one of those extra-special decades of growth.
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