12.22.22 // This is 32

This is 32.
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Today is my 32nd birthday and if you asked me 3, 5, 10, or 20 years ago... where I thought I would be. This would not be it.
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I never would have guessed that I would spend the last ​few years living in another country (one on a different continent) for someone I ​deeply cared about, that I would be working ​for myself, and that everything in my life was about to be uprooted...
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Instead, my predictions for 32 were vastly different.​
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Maybe you're thinking, 32 is a weird year to have predictions.​YES and my mom had me at 32 ​so I always held that number with ​awe.
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My predictions looked something more like this​:​
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That I would be a curious, loving human. That I would be an explorer. That I would own a home that feels like me - colorful, full of life, laughter, and dinner parties that are overly curated and often costumed. That I would be madly in love with a partner who actively participates in life with me​,​ is in love with ​my imperfectly perfect person,​ and​ perhaps someone called my husband. That I would be potentially welcoming in a new family member if the time felt right and the relationship felt ready. That I would be an active community member and trusted friend who people could turn to on sunny days and in dark moments.
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Some of these predictions came true, and some couldn't be further from the reality I'm ushering in on this day.
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However, to think I had control over some of these factors is just wild​.​ Life is anything but predictable.
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I guess that's the beauty of time though, while I assigned meaning to a number with hopes of predictions coming true, the coming and passing of that number didn't change my daydreams from years ago. If anything, the number catapulted me into realignment​ with the goals I had long since lost touch with and ​were never ​express​ed​.
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And maybe I wasn't ready to express them because they felt too concrete in a life full of options (privilege), choosing who you want to be in this world (instead of letting others decide for you), is everything a younger me, would have been scared of.
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But I'm not scared anymore.