I feel a little like Dory after the past few weeks … Telling myself to just keep swimming, just keep swimming. It seems harder than ever to balance being well-informed with remaining sane. So what do we do? We swim, swim, swim. And buy 1/2 price wine.
- The Serenity Prayer: Another tactic for me to stay somewhat centered in a topsy-turvy climate is this reminder. An added benefit is remembering my Pop referenced it often. His angelversary is in a few weeks, so he’s on my mind more than usual, and these words echoing in my head bring him that much closer to my heart.
- #MeToo: No doubt, you’ve seen the social media movement to share stories of sexual harassment and assault. It started with activist Tarana Burke years ago and went viral this weekend with a tweet from Alyssa Milano. The discussions are unsettling, uncomfortable and eye-opening for some — but the point remains: No one should ever be physically, verbally or mentally abused without consent. Say that C word with me now: CONSENT.
- Getaround: Despite 22 months without driving and my stubbornness to make it through numerous work trips without a car, I was foiled this week with a two-part trip through northern California. Thankfully, Getaround made it easy to, well… you guessed it. I booked an affordable SUV, backed out of a garage into traffic blindly and navigated my way through 200+ miles of freeway fun. Even a hiccup at the end (my fault) was handled swiftly. Use this link to sign up for $20 off your first trip!
- “I Get Around” – The Beach Boys: Obviously, #3 above has a lot to do with why this song has been stuck in my head. If it’s not already the soundtrack for their commercials, then I hereby claim this genius idea and shall await the profits. Plus, who doesn’t love the timeless California coolness of The Beach Boys?
PS: Last week marked SEVEN years since I began this blog — I’ve been a bit preoccupied to make a whole special post about it, but thanks for sticking with me whether you’ve been around since the first post or just joined me here today. Cheers to that!
In honor of my upcoming 30th birthday, I’ve researched countless “things to do before 30” lists. And while there are plenty to choose from, I kept coming back to “Thirty Things Every Woman Should Have and Should Know by the Time She’s 30.”
The List was originally published in Glamour by columnist Pamela Redmond Satran in 1997. Over the next 30 weeks, I’ll be tackling each item on The List and reflecting about it here… publicly (gulp). I hope you enjoy and we can grow together. After all, turning older is a privilege denied to many.
By 30, you should have…
5. A youth you’re content to move beyond.
This week’s essay, written by ZZ Packer, particularly resonated with me at the onset of this New Year. Packer writes about a boyfriend she loved in her youth — and his tragic death years later, when they’d each married other partners and had children and lived a million new truths since.
Packer writes, “Most of us fear that in growing old, we’ll become a shell of ourselves. But, of course, it’s the youthful versions of ourselves that are our shells; we must leave them behind like a snakeskin.”
It’s all too easy to be wistful about getting older — there are so many things we haven’t done or seen or accomplished in this past trip around the sun. We don’t always see aging as an opportunity to continue to grow, and to be OK with leaving some of our past behind. It doesn’t mean we’re losing who we are; it means we’re gaining who we’ve become.
I look at the mistakes and memories of my life up until now, and hindsight will forever remain 20/20. There are choices I’d maybe make differently, or not, because then those lessons might not have been learned. I’d love to have avoided the heartbreak or hurt, but again, those fractures have helped make me who I am today, scars and all.
I certainly never wanted high school or college to be “the best time of my life,” because that would mean I wasn’t living in the best time; I’d have already peaked, so to speak. I know not every day (or week, month or even year) will be my best ever, but I hope each chapter of life brings new excitement and positivity I haven’t yet experienced.
And while I’m fully ready to move beyond the zits and drama my younger self endured, I hope my future self is shaping up to be a woman who can look back at 30, 60, 90 (please?), and be content with all she’s done and seen and accomplished.
Like Packer believes, I too aim to “grow old gratefully, not gracefully.” She continues, “… youth is not the blossom, but the bud; and though one cannot always be young and wild, if you are willing to learn, to grow, to outrun the mileposts of your own wildest dreams, you can always be winsome and lucky, lovely and free.”
Give me a good theme and watch me work.