Hubs turns 30 tomorrow. (Happy birthday to my best friend, the love of my life and an amazing daddy!) I am only five months behind him, and surprisingly, I’m not freaking out about the big 3-0 at all. Sure, I’ll no longer be considered “young” and I won’t “have my whole life ahead of me” anymore. But while I’m not exactly sure where I thought I’d be at 30 (most of my high school and college-age dreams of the future ended with finding Mr. Right and getting married), I think I’m darn near close to what I would have pictured had I pictured my life this far:
I’m by no means saying that I have arrived. (What exactly is the definition of “arriving,” anyhow?) But as I sit back and take stock of my 20s, I see a few key things that, by God’s grace, I did to set me up for “success” in my 30s: Internships and jobs that actually furthered my career, not just paid the bills; choosing a mate who I was not only attracted to, but who I knew would make an excellent partner and father; networking like crazy; and knowing when it was time to make a change–and actually having the courage to make it.
There’s a reason that Meg Jay says 20 is the new 30; and I’m thankful that I didn’t squander what was the most pivotal decade of my life.
Then again, I see a lot of things I did wrong or that I wish I’d done differently in my 20s; and since I personally think people learn better from their mistakes–or from the mistakes of others–it’s the things that I wish I hadn’t done that I’ll share with you today. In the last decade of my life, I wish I hadn’t:
Spent so much time worrying about what other people thought- Cause really, who cares if people like my outfit, think I’m gaining weight, I’m dumb or I talk too much. (That last one may, in fact, be true.)
Spent so much money- Turns out, I didn’t need that credit card; and I was under no obligation to spend all of my student loan money.
Spent so much time on Facebook and People.com- Doing practically anything else is more productive than perusing these two websites, and I’m actually embarrassed when I think about the number of hours I’ve spent on them over the past few years. Perhaps it’s simply the way my brain has evolved, but more likely, it’s probably just my McDonalds.
Spent so little time sharing my faith- This is my biggest regret; and it was, no doubt, partially fueled by regret number one. But while caring what others think only affects my pride, this one affects people’s eternity.
In my next 30 years
The tagline for this blog is “Live Counterculturally.” I briefly explained what that means here, but that was 2012. This is 2013 and the start of a new decade of my life. I hope that “Living Counterculturally” in my 30s means spending more time with friends and family; spending money to help those in need; spending my days serving others, not myself; and spending more time demonstrating–not just talking about–God’s love to others. Yes, I realize that’s a whole lot of doing, but I’d like to think I’m up to the challenge.
There’s no telling what my life will be like at 40, 50 or 60. So much can change in the span of 10 years. Heck, so much can change in 10 seconds. But as I picture myself and what my life will be like in my next 30 years, I actually hope the same word that characterized my 20s, characterizes my 30s and beyond, but in a completely different way. I want to look back on this next decade of life and simply feel SPENT.
P.S- For those of you too lazy to click on the link to Meg Jay’s talk, here it is. Yes, it’s THAT important that you watch it.