I think I’ll take a moment, celebrate my age
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now it’s time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years
Saturday day was the big day, at 7:28am on March 15, 2014 I officially turned 30 years old. It was a great day, my parents came into town, 2 of my closest friends from college came into town and Saturday night we had a blast at my party. We danced, talked, ate and just hung out it was a blast. After everyone left that night we started cleaning up and I turned on a song I had downloaded to end the night on, a song that was a perfect anthem for that day and this next year, the song was Tim McGraw’s My Next Thirty Years. So as the song says I’m going to take a moment and celebrate my age, the ending of an era. While I did not accomplish all of my dreams for my twenties I did accomplish many of them, at 20 years old I finished up my first semester of college, at 24 I graduated from said college, made several what I’m sure are lifelong friendships, at 27 I moved to Lubbock into my very 1st apartment all by myself and started teaching and at 29 my dream of teaching kindergarten became a reality. My twenties had it’s share of heartaches too, I feel in love at 21 only to be rejected and have my heartbroken, at 23 I lost a childhood friend to a drunk driving accident, at 24 lost an aunt to cancer, at 25 had a door to a career as the RD slammed shut in my face forcing me to move back home with my parents (though now I understand why God shut that door), struggled for 2 years to find a teaching job, and at 29 lost a dear college friend to a car accident. But even with my struggles the good things have far out weighted the bad.
Hey my next thirty years I’m gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things I’ve done
Maybe now I’ve conquered all my adolescent fears
And I’ll do it better in my next thirty years
For the next 30 years I don’t want to forget about the craziness in my past it is made me who I am not that I would do them again but I have learned from them. I would like to think that maybe now I have conqured all my adolescent fears and I’m going to try to not let fear slow me down, I going to try to do things that scare me, and be more fearless.
My next thirty years I’m gonna settle all the scores
Cry a little less, laugh a little more
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear
Figure out just what I’m doing here
In my next thirty years
I’m not really interested in settling any scores in my thirty years I’ve learned it’s just not worth keeping score it’s just best to move on others are going to betray me, hate me, and lie to me just like they have before but I can’t hold on to that anymore just have to move on, and toughen up and try to surround myself with people who care about me and people I can trust and recover quicker from when people hurt me. I want to laugh more rather than throw myself into panic attacks, and stressing over things I can’t control.
Oh my next thirty years, I’m gonna watch my weight
Eat a few more salads and not stay up so late
Drink a little lemonade and not so many beers
Maybe I’ll remember my next thirty years
So by the end of my 30th year I want to get back on an workout program and take control again of my weight (all of which I gained back after I went home to take care of my mom) I can no longer eat like I did in college, I have to be more celebrate to eat healthier and come home and cook at night rather than eating out, and enjoy the lemonade watching the sunset.
My next thirty years will be the best years of my life
Raise a little family and hang out with my wife
Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear
Make up for lost time here, in my next thirty years
In my next thirty years
So I pray that the next 30 years of my life will be the best yet, I pray that I get to raise a family of my own, and hang out with my husband but I understand that I’m running out of time for those dreams to happen, if I do turn out to be a lonely spinster I pray that I embrace that and learn to be happy with the life that God has chosen me to live. I pray that I always stay a part of my family, because if I’m destined to be alone and childless I will need my family. I pray that I find a balance of being Miss Miller the teacher, and Bobbie Jo the woman God had planned. I pray that I learn to enjoy this life, relax, and just be happy by being me, for the next 30 years!