31 FEELS LIKE 21

31 FEELS LIKE 21

I just turned 31 this past Sunday and chose to keep it local this year and celebrate with the unique culture that dwells in New Orleans, Louisiana.  With no agenda, we let our feet walk towards the tunes that drug us into buying our next cup o booze.   

31.  Quite a different feeling from turning thiiiiiiirty. Ugh, 30!  I didn't think I would be that chick who is straight trippin' over the fact that she is about to turn 30.  Wrong!  I was that girl.  Living that single life while EVERYONE around me is getting engaged, married, prego, and successful and so on and so on.  So, of course I had to bring in 30 like I was about to define the rest of my life through some sort of profound epiphany of what my life was supposed to look like over the upcoming year. Bahahahha!  I have to laugh at my ridiculous perspective on completely overthinking and analyzing EVERYTHING.  

There I was, 29, about to turn the big three O.  So, to rid myself of everyone's big birthday expectations, I took a solo trip to Nashville, Tennessee.  I took two personal days off of work and made the drive to my bucket list destination where I stayed with a lovely local I found through Airbnb. 

The trip was epic!  Loved my first Airbnb experience with my host and his two pals helping me rock out my birthday in true Nashville style.  The streets of Broadway were country filled and inspiring.  I stumbled into random bars and restaurants and made friends with strangers I just so happened to pull up a seat next to.  I tried my first Bushwacker, listened to country music all day long, took too many photos, toured the Country Music Hall of Fame, and saw some of my favorites at the Ryman Theater.  

I thought I would discover my "true" self in that trip, that I would become the girl I envisioned myself to be in those four incredible days.  Well, at 31, I'm still discovering the best version of me. There are days where I completely miss it and days where I catch a glimpse.  One of my best friends changed my thoughts with telling me, "Every day we make a decision to either become the best version of ourselves or the worst."  I've spent too many days of my life being a mediocre version of the woman God created me to be.  With some days harder than others,  having accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior was the best decision I ever made to discover the "true" me.  

So, cheers to 31!  At least I'm not single anymore.  Amen!

 

SO EXCITED I WET MY PLANTS

SO EXCITED I WET MY PLANTS

BY ALL MEANS PAINT

BY ALL MEANS PAINT