Hey everyone! I hope you had a great New Years Eve and beginning of the year.
Last Friday, I turned 31 and it was probably one of the best ones I’ve had in a few years. I got snow, family time, and friend time all in one day. Ever since my family moved to Texas from Virginia, I have prayed for it to snow on my birthday. When I was 16, I had still not received snow for my day. My Great Grandparents, my favorite people who are no longer with us, blessed me with a trip to New Mexico so I could finally have snow. That was a great one.
Granted, it took a few decades (saying that makes me feel so wise and old at the same time haha) but it did finally snow! It wasn’t a real snow day but it was enough to write my name in it 😍. (Photo credit goes to AJ) After enjoying the cold af weather, I got to spend time with my Pops and family. I am pretty simple with birthday plans. All I asked for were; homemade enchiladas, wine, and board game family time. (BTW, if you haven’t played Speak Out…you need to try it.) Afterward, I got to hang with my pretty cool friend and brother. I had a fabulous day and passed out like I was a baby.
Turning 31 wasnt too bad. I feel it is deeply important to celebrate the day you were born regardless on what age you are turning.
What did you do for your 30’s birthdays? I would love to hear about it!
Today is the last day of 2016 and I couldn’t be more excited to leave this year behind and start over with a brand new blank year full of hope and new chances. 2016 has been both filled with blessings and trauma. By the end of the year, I have been so exhausted and ready to wash this year off of me. Every year on the 31st of December, I imagine all of us with an etch-a-sketch in our heads and heart; I watch as we all get shaken until we have a brand new clean slate to make new dreams and hopes on.
I quit making resolutions quite a few years ago, I feel like they are end of the year promises that have this ability to stress me out and I get guilty for when I don’t follow through. Too much anxiety for me. Instead, I write a letter to the year I am leaving behind with all the pain, heartache, and drama that I endured for that time. I then set fire to this pretty little letter and let go of it all. I don’t want to start a new year with possible fake promises or ideas. I want a real fresh start that I can have hope in.
Do you have any different rituals for the end of the year? No resolutions, no fake promises. How do you let go of the year you’re leaving and move into the new year without any burdens?