I turned 31 today.
I thought about writing a post about how I still feel young, but that would be a lie.
I feel old. My knees pop when I walk. I have to take knockoff Ibuprofen every day to keep the swelling in my ankles down. My favorite drink is sparkling water. I fall asleep by 11pm on weekends if I don’t have any plans. I’m always tired. Gardening excites me. I turn on the radio and I don’t recognize most of the songs playing on the “hip” stations (but I still know all of Deliah’s jams at night). I am constantly reminiscing about the “old” days of AIM, *NSYNC, and answering a telephone and not knowing who was on the other end.
Honestly, some of that stuff makes me sad. I miss being able to lose five pounds over a weekend. I miss the late-night shenanigans of college. I miss TRL.
I’m so thankful for second chances.
Just a few years ago, I wanted to give up on God. I wanted to walk away from my marriage. I wanted to quit on my dreams. I was bitter and confused.
Thankfully, I’ve seen each of those areas of my life restored. I’m undeserving of such a gift. I thank God for His limitless grace, my wife for her infinite patience, and my friends and family for their constant encouragement. I thank Justin for “Mirrors.”
I’m thankful for second chances.
I’m also thankful for all of you who feel inspired to babysit our twins.