At My Age

Browsing pinterest earlier in the year – in my pjs with a cup of tea, hair piled atop my head, a sketch caught my eye. I followed the rabbit trail and what I found has stayed with me for months. It hit me exactly where I am at and articulated something I couldn’t, or at least hadn’t. Some simple thoughts on people, and life, and aging.

I thought I’d share it. In case you too are wondering how you are now genuinely, no matter how reluctantly, grown up (and still eating brownies for breakfast). Curious as to how one can possibly have pimples and wrinkles on the same face. Wondering about starting a degree or starting a family in the same breath. It made me miss my high school class, & wish for a proper reunion so I could remember those friendships and be proud of the women we’ve all become.

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“This is the thing: When you get to 28 or 30, things begin to divide. You can see very clearly two kinds of people. 
On one side, people who have used their 20s to learn and grow, to find … themselves and their dreams, people who know what works and what doesn’t; who have pushed through to become real live adults. 
Then there’s the other kind, who are hanging onto college, or high school even, with all their might. They’ve stayed in jobs they hate, because they’re too scared to get another one.They’ve stayed with men or women who are good but not great, because they don’t want to be lonely. … they mean to develop intimate friendships, they mean to stop drinking like life is one big frat party. But they don’t do those things, so they live in an extended adolescence, no closer to adulthood than when they graduated. 
Don’t be like that. Don’t get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. 
There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. 
This season is about becoming. 
Don’t lose yourself at happy hour, but don’t lose yourself on the corporate ladder either. Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal. 
Ask yourself some good questions like: “Am I proud of the life I’m living? What have I tried this month? … Do the people I’m spending time with give me life, or make me feel small? Is there any brokenness in my life that’s keeping me from moving forward?” 
Now is your time. Walk closely with people you love, and with people who believe … life is a grand adventure. Don’t get stuck in the past, and don’t try to fast-forward yourself into a future you haven’t yet earned. 
Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep traveling honestly along life’s path.”

*I am sad to say I don’t know who wrote this, I wish I could sing their praises & recommend their other work to you. Alas the all knowing internet has failed me. If you do know, please let me know so I can update this! The image I can trace as far as it been pinned, from this tumblr.

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2 thoughts on “At My Age

  1. Thanks for sharing, Tessa! I agree… it perfectly articulates this weird late 20s phase we’re in. And also explains a few things I haven’t really been able to explain to myself – about the people I’ve chosen to keep company with, and the ones who’ve sort of fallen by the wayside.

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