I’m so sorry. I mean, I am really sorry because, I honestly never really appreciated you. Not even a little bit. When I was in my twenties I had no comprehension of time or real life at all. Life seemed like it would last forever. They say youth is wasted on the youth, and I couldn’t agree more. Haha.
Let’s talk about my body and weight in my twenties. This little subject probably bothers me the most. I want to smack my forehead and say “D’oh,” like Homer Simpson. I know I heard all about how your body changes and it gets harder to stay in shape, but I guess I thought that didn’t apply to me. Well, news flash it does. I had no idea gravity and having children would take a hold of my body in such a way. I’m so sorry I didn’t appreciate you, 20-year-old body. You were so banging and I had no idea. Don’t worry thirties body, I’m working really hard on learning to appreciate you too, because I’m beginning to think it’s a “only going to get worse” type of situation. Haha.
My freedom might come in second to wishing I had appreciated my 20-year-old body. But I am really not sure, some days I miss this most. I am not talking about freedom and going places kid-free. Although, I miss that too, haha. I am talking about real freedom. In your twenties, the world is yours. You can decide on Friday at 4:05 that you’re going on a trip for a weekend. When you’re young and have no spouse, no kids or real responsibilities life is carefree. You weren’t worried about college tuition or how your spouse might feel, or having to find a babysitter. You just did, without a thought in the world other than your own.
Sex. I didn’t appreciate you very much. Not the physical act, but the ease of accomplishing it. I mean having sex now is a carefully orchestrated activity that often gets interrupted by a knock on the door. That is if you even remembered to lock the door. Nope, didn’t appreciate that either.
Remember when you used to sleep until 11 or 12 on the weekend? Yah, I know it’s a faint memory, but think back really hard. I really didn’t appreciate you sleep. And because I didn’t appreciate my sleep I swear I’m being punished by spending my thirties walking around like a zombie. But this is only until my kids get older… so they say, but I’m beginning to think that’s a lie too, haha.
I used to always return texts, phone calls, and emails in normal turn around time but not anymore. Yah, so this one really bothers me. Probably because I used to be all judge-y when people wouldn’t respond right away. Whelp, now I’m that girl. I promise I do my best. I usually read a text in the middle of chaos, respond in my head. So, then I forget all about really responding until I’m laying in bed one night looking through my phone and realize I never responded. Sorry everyone, so sorry.
Remember how your girlfriends would come over and you could sit around and talk forever? Trying to accomplish this is almost laughable. Now it’s something like interrupted sentences and stories that never get finished.
So, moral of the story is appreciate exactly where you are at in life because one day you’ll miss it. You don’t want to be in your forties crying about your thirties. Haha but really enjoy life just as it is. There’s so much beauty in every phase of our lives.