In the Spaces Between 30 and 31

In 30 minutes, I’ll be turning 31. 

I find myself reflecting on how truly grateful & lucky I am. It’s been a year full of moments that reminded me of the love and support surrounding me every day. One of the most memorable was on my 30th birthday, when my husband surprised me with a video.  A beautiful reminder of the best friends who have been with me through thick and thin.

I used to think friendships fade if you don’t hold onto them tightly enough. But maybe the right ones don’t. They always have a place for me, no matter how far I wander. They’re my laughs, my comfort and my steady ground when things get tough.

And then, there’s my husband (and my lovely daughter). <3

The one who loves me in ways I never imagined possible. 3 years, it doesn’t feel like a straight line when I think about it. More like… a series of moments I didn’t always know how to get through. Yet, he never stopped believing in us, even when I felt so small. Smaller than I’d like to admit.

It’s because of him that I believe in myself a little more every day. I couldn’t ask for a better partner to walk beside on this unpredictable journey.

Turning 31 feels different. If anything, it feels like a chance to slow down and remember what really matters. Life changes, sure. At last, for me, fulfillment is not only about the big moments yet the truely big ones: Family, Steady life, Peace, Friendships who show up even when the road gets rough.

So here’s to my husband and to the friends who feel like steady ground beneath my feet. Thank you for loving me in ways that words will never fully reach.

I know, deep down, that no matter where life takes me next, I will never be walking alone. And maybe that’s the kind of happiness that I once dreamed of.