Today is my mom’s birthday.
And one of my favorite lessons I’ve learned from her is that we humans age like fine wine (she loves a regular glass of red wine so as cliché as it is, it felt too appropriate).
We don’t get worse with age… we get better.
We don’t move away from our prime… we continue to grow as our definition of “prime” grows.
We don’t lose parts of ourselves as we age… we gain deeper understanding of ourselves with each reflected upon experience.
We don’t attach to some pinnacle point in our past… we keep our bags packed light and look towards our next mountain as we continue our climb.
A new decade or a new year isn’t something to be feared… it’s something to be celebrated.
There is no number of trips around the sun that’ll suddenly make you “old,” only stories you can tell yourself that’ll either cause atrophy or spark new growth.
…And there’s always a story you can tell yourself that’ll spark new growth.
Especially when today marks the milestone day when you are the wisest and most self-aware you have ever been in your entire life.
…Which, I’d say, is a cause for celebration, indeed.
P.s. We watched Lunana: A Yak in the Classroom (2019) yesterday as part of our celebration and all thought it was really great. Would recommend.