On Being 30.
I learned what grace is, not what I thought it was, but what IT REALLY IS.
I get to share my birthday with some very special people. My Grandpa Pfister is exactly 50 years older than me, so he turned 80 this year. Mom Gudeman and I also have the same birthday. Two years ago, we started a fun tradition of meeting in Chicago. We shop and the men hold our things.
The highlight of my weekend was for sure a surprise friends brunch on Saturday morning. I did a day trip to Fort Wayne on Saturday from Francesville, and happily left all my boys there. (Thanks Mom G.) I thought it was going to be just Mandy and I, but she had arranged for 8 friends to meet at the Friendly Fox. I was only halfway surprised bc Mandy and I miscommunicated, so I called to clarify, and we were almost meeting at different placed! Yikes. That would have been so sad! But, thankfully, it all worked out.
it. was. so. fun. I laughed harder than I have in months, and was totally relaxed. My roasted veggie/feta/egg wrap was amazing and the latte was warm and cozy.
I have struggled with loneliness and missing siblings and close friends, so this morning felt like such a gift.
Life is so seasonal; kids have helped me see that more clearly. Seeing that has also helped me accept when life seasons bring different griefs and joys. That doesn't always help on the hard days, but it's good truth to remind myself.
Cheers to being thirty!