What I Did When I Turned 30, or ‘Learning to Live’.

I turned 30 back in November. I didn’t blog about it.

I had planned to write about it, similar to what I did for my 29th birthday, describing the changes of the previous year, both in my circumstances, and my emotional state. If there is one thing I am truly proud of myself for, it’s the growth I have gone through in 2008. I have become such an astoundingly different person I hardly recognize myself. I’ve had to face a lot of hard truths in the last year, about my life, my marriage, myself. There was so much I wanted to share about turning 30, and I nearly did.

What stopped me was a gift. The most incredible, amazing gift. For my 30th birthday, someone very special gave me a round trip ticket to Ireland.

It seemed so crazy at first. I’m going through a divorce. My ex is fighting me for custody. I’m terrified of flying. I’ve only traveled out of the country once in my life, and that was to a resort in Cancun, which is just the McDonald’s version of Mexico. Did I mention I’m terrified of flying??

Yet for all the reasons why I shouldn’t go, there were just as many why I should. The week in question, my kids were going to be in Orlando with my ex for the annual week-long vacation to Disney. They wouldn’t be sitting home pining for my return, and suddenly sitting home alone myself that week seemed a bit silly. I kept telling myself it would look bad to take off out of the country for a week, but why? I’ve already admitted things under oath that I have done, and been accused of others I haven’t, and at the end of the day this wouldn’t bring anything new into the proceedings. The only thing that could stop me was my own fear. I could jump on this opportunity, or I could let worry and concern over what others might think continue to rule my life.

In the end I made my choice, and it was the best decision I have ever made.

     

I could tell you what it was like to immerse myself in another culture. I could tell you about the people I met, the things I did, and the relationships formed that will be a huge influence in my life over the coming years.

I promise one day I will.

For now I’ll say this- I have been born, I have grown up, and I have given birth three times over, but it took turning 30 before I finally learned to live.

13 thoughts on “What I Did When I Turned 30, or ‘Learning to Live’.

  1. Wow, what an awesome gift! I’m so happy for you that you went.

    We took a vacation “between kids” to Ireland, and it was the most awesome experience I’ve had since, well, the kids. I look forward to hearing more about your journey.

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  2. Oh Sara, I have been so absent lately, but please know that I ALWAYS look forward to your updates. I am glad you had such a fabulous time, and I am looking forward to hearing about your upcoming adventures. I may be horrible about picking up the phone and actually dialing right now, but I always answer *hint* *hint* 🙂

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  3. Funny. I was listening to Pink’s song “So What” while I was reading this and it was SOOO fitting! I can’t tell you how happy I am for you! I’m beaming ear to ear – so glad to read that you’re taking charge of your life and starting over with a refreshed outlook on life. YOU DESERVE IT!
    You’re an amazing woman and I wish you nothing but the best!!

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  4. It sounds like a wonderful experience. I dreaded turning 30, but honestly – I’ve never felt more myself than in my 30’s.

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  5. Welcome to the world!

    I love Ireland… It’s so beautiful, the people are friendly… it’s a wonderful place to find yourself and learn to live!

    Happy Belated Birthday and I hope 2009 brings you joy beyond your imagination!

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