I thought I'd write you a letter on our last day together.
Another decade has passed, another set of lessons learned, another set of good times, another set of bad. It's our last day together. I'm ok with that. I'm ready to let you go and hold on to the memories.
I married, I finished college. Two major landmarks in life. I guess babies and retirement are the other two big ones. Not sure if I'll ever hit the baby landmark and the retirement one is so far away. Gosh, if no babies, what else will I do in my thirties that will be a landmark? Guess I should get busy thinking of something. I hope it's not cancer, a divorce, a death or something else bad.
I suppose my Twenties had a highlight reel beyond those major events. I have been lucky to have some great job experiences. Maybe not glamourous, but they have all taught me something valuable. For example, I know what tapes work best for which applications. I also know how vendor coupons get redeemed and got to work in a popular FLLW designed building. I started working for the drain that is the State. However, I found an excellent job making a difference. It's something I always wanted to do...make a difference. I just wasn't sure I'd be able to find a job that paid enough to support my other dreams.
Speaking of those dreams, it's pretty cool that we build a house. And we have a little spot of serenity there.
Speaking of those dreams, it's pretty cool that we build a house. And we have a little spot of serenity there.
What am I sad about from my Twenties? Chris and I had a few rough spots. I share some blame for that. I'll always feel bad about that. My relationship with my middle sister is getting harder to deal with each week. My relationship with my MIL has deteriorated a bit. I'm not torturing myself over any of it, though.
One of my favorite things about my Twenties? Meeting a fabulous group of people online. I seriously mean that. It has enhanced my life beyond words. The bonding, the outlet for my thoughts, the broad perspectives and caring people have meant the world to me.
And finally, Twenties, I just wanted to say thanks for all you did over the last ten years. You've prepared me to enter my Thirties in a happy place.
Love,
Me
St. Patrick's Day, 2007
-This Thursday bonus post brought to you by the spongemonkeys
20 comments:
OMG, Kim!
*sobs*
{{{hugs}}}
*raises a glass of Kool-Aid and toasts the next ten years*
Happy almost Birfday!!!
*smooch*
Kim, what a lovely letter! You are a very special person and I'm glad I met you in this online world too. Friendship, wit and cheese - who could ask for anything more?
FTR? Thirty-one was my favorite age. And thirty-seven. You have so much to look forward to!
Ack! This made me tear up, too. Lovely tribute to your 20s, Kim.
I had a harder time letting go. :(
And happy birthday!(almost)
Happy Early Birthday, Kim!!!
*smooooooooch*
You will now be older than me for 3 months and 21 days.
Love, Momma <--- NOT bossy
Beautiful picture of you and very nice, thoughtful, poignant post. *toasts Kim's b-day with her favorite beer*
OMH I love this post! Love it!
*smooch* Happy Birthday!!!!
Best post ever. Happy Happy Birthday. *smoooooooch*
*spank*
old fart, old fart, old fart, old fart, old fart, old fart. I think I will start to call you "ma'am"
Happy Brithday!
Lovely lettter!
Thanks everyone. I *heart* all of you (even though my heart is surely failing more and more with my feeble age). :-)
I went to work out last night and Chris said "Yeah, your metabolism slows down tomorrow." *whack*
Happy Birthday! That's a great letter. I'm picturing your Twenties like those people who stand on the dock and wave goodbye to cruise ships, throwing streamers and dabbing their eyes with hankies, as you head into your 30s.
Also, I agree with swami - I liked 31, too. You have much to look forward to!
gorgeous post, Kim. I love it. Happy happy birthday. *smoooooooch*
Happy Birthday Kim!
I was going to stay up until midnight so I could be the first to blogwish you a happy bday. But I'm too old to stay up that late.
Hell, Swami. I'm too old to stay up that late.
*puts together goody bag with cane and walker and depends*
I'm not sure old people can eat cheese, you know.
Wow, Kim, it seems like just yesterday I was bugging you to change the age in your profile from 28 to 29!
That was a beautifully written goodbye letter. Happy birthday!
Pssst - don't you think that profile needs to be altered again??? ;-)
*dabs eyes*
What? I wasn't crying. I swear.
Happy Birthday, Kim!! I'm so glad I have gotten to know you better through blogland. You are such a sweet, funny, and compassionate person. I hope your 30's are good to you.
[spongmonkey voice] We love the Kiiiiiiiiim! Coz she is cheeeeeezy! Our cheeeeeezy Kim! She'd be better if she was toasty, but cheeeeeeezy is good too. Happy Birthday Kiiiiiiiim! [/spongmonkey]
Happy Birthday Kim!
That was a terrific letter *sniffle*
I'm always impressed with you. You seem to have so much wisdom for someone so young. You're a beautiful lady and I heart you bunches!
*smoooooooooooooch*
I think I loved my 30's the best.
Kim, you are just so wonderful! Perspective is a mighty fine thing!
You will LOVE your 30's. I found my 20's were a time of trying to figure out who the heck I was and in my 30's I realized the answer was quite simple: I am me!
Happy birthday! Happy, happy Birthday!
LOL, I love the spongemonkey tribute to me. :-)
And yes,MTW, I will go change my profile.
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