34 never looked so good!

I'm 34 now. Of course I'm trying to see all of the good things about getter older. Like becoming less and less concerned about what other people think of me. And appreciating my husband and our relationship more. And loving my kids in ways I didn't know was even possible. I'm trying hard not to look too closely in the mirror because I'm scared of what I'll find. The once dark circles under my eyes are now caving in and making me look like the Ghost of Christmas Future. And those lovely wrinkles on my forehead and between my brows are deepening as if to say "you can no longer pull off the no bangs look" I'm not sure I ever was able to. And my skin is becoming more "papery thin like Grandma's" as Holly likes to put it.

But no, I will not focus on my physical imperfections. I will embrace the woman I've become through trials and life's experiences. I will wear my stretch marks and scars from child bearing with a quiet reverence and gratitude for what they brought me. I will cherish the moments of being a young mother as exhausting as it may be, because tomorrow my tiny kids will be adults. I will try to develop more talents and nurture the ones I already posses because I know the culmination of these talents are what makes me unique. And I will try to remember that each day is a new day to start again.

Yes, 34 never looked so good. And as long as I have a good sense of humor about my aging body I'll be able to say that with each birthday that passes. Happy birthday to me!!!