November 20, 2009
This is my first blog, first post, first whatever other names are out there for this. I am fascinated with the possibilities of what this could become for me. I haven't really followed any other blogs other than an update from either of my sister in laws or to sneak a peek at new pics of my nephew...the sweetest little boy out there.
I guess I will start by explaining my choice of title. Tomorrow is my twenty ninth birthday. I am hoping that I will use this blog to help direct me toward finding the things that I have hope for, sharing things that I receive joy from, and coping with things that aren't as easy as we'd like them to be.
The second part of the title ties in also with the twenty nine...Jeremiah 29:11. .."For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
This was my husband's grandmother's favorite verse and I thought it applicable to the overall theme of the blog. Hopefully most days great, probably some days not so much, but the ultimate goal and realization is that I'm on a path that has been laid out for me by someone much greater than I who already has all of the answers to all of the questions I have had, currently have and will, without a doubt, one day have. However ridiculous they may be.
So, again, tomorrow is my twenty ninth birthday and as I was driving home from work the thoughts that kept going through my head were: Hmm, I'm turning twentynine. I remember when my mother turned thirty and very specifically remember consoling her. 30 isn't old mom. 30 isn't old. And it's not. And I'm not there. But almost. Am I going to be one of those women who perpetually respond when the dreaded question is asked, "I'm 29." ...really I am 45, or 60 or 98 but, "I'm 29." Do I have an issue with turning 30 or is it just that I have no babies and don't know what I want to be when I "grow up" and what happens if I am already "grown up?" I have a three minute drive home but those were the questions playing through my head. Crazy?
I think these things and all the while I am thrilled with the life I have. Don't get me wrong, I have a husband that is my true to life Edward (most of the time), I have a big beautiful home on a quiet, family-filled street and I have a job that pays me decently for the job I do. But the questions remain. What's next? What are the plans You have for me?
Here I come 29. This is going to be a great year...bring on the wrinkles, the aches, creaks and cracks. I'm ready...especially with You on my side.
