The Ramblings of a 30-something single woman…
Last week was my birthday…
It’s my Jesus Year and here’s my obligatory birthday post.
33 is giving very much “Year of Courage” and “Year of Life.”
Old things are dead and all things are made new.
Rivers in the desert if you will.
The night before my birthday, a friend described me as sure of myself and gave me cake.
My sister says I’m bold, fearless, and full of faith.
I accepted all the above.
Though life's still a lil ghetto, this time it has a lil “Jenny said Quan” on it.
I’m not making myself outlandish, unrealistic promises of what this year will bring because chile- I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S GON’ GIVE!
I’ve got 3 main goals, a possible and some faith (some of which is borrowed).
I’ve been going through a lot of transitions the past few months leading up to this day.
It’s been weird but in a good way, I suppose.
Relationships, career, family, and mindset have all been shifting.
And it’s caused me to look and act with more intention.
I’m dedicated to loving and understanding. Myself and others.
I’m watering what waters me and releasing who and what's ready to go.
I'm reminding myself that I can't see the fruit the day I plant the seed.
Because I LOVE a good theme, I’m walking around in all things flowers (cue Elevation- Graves into Gardens) because I was dead and now I’m alive and new (that's as deep as I'm gonna get because I've also realized my "deep and holy" ain't like everyone else's).
I had a vision for my birthday nails which did NOT come out as planned but life goes on- normally this would have blown the freak out of me.
My sister reminded me that I wasn’t always so structured and uptight. She says the kid rubbed off on me. He loves a schedule and a routine. I’ve always bounced to the beat of my own drum. I pray I get some of that back this year. Even more so, I hope I hold onto it for all the years to come.
I’ve already cried a little…overactive imagination and all.
Body tea. Face card never declines. That coupled with my intelligence and ability to hold a conversation beyond "wyd" is about to cause me to snatch up one of y'all's brothers (or young daddy…hey daughter girl). I'm ready for that part of life now which is why I am SILENT when some of y'all chant "I don't need a man" cause baby I DO (see what I did there).
Most of all I'm excited to see who all gon' be here and what God has up his sleeves for me. Divine connections have been a theme as of late and I'm tryna see what comes out of our intimacy. I'm learning Him as Father and Friend. Some days it feels like walking on choppy seas and other days it's like resting beside still waters. Both days, I'm learning to trust that He is right there.
