Another year down. Another begins. I’m super excited for this year, but I’d be lying if I said I’m going into this year with a clear image and plan.
I accomplished so much at 32 but I have no idea what 33 is going to look like. I’m proud of myself because I met my biggest goal, and that was to become a 6-figure mami. So, what am I going to shoot for at 33? I’m not too sure. I worked super hard and continue to put things in place so I never have to live the kind of poverty I lived in my twenties… no deadass, me at 20 is GAGGING at the life I’m living now. And I’m proud of that version of me for making the sacrifices needed to be able to thrive how I am now. I’m even prouder of 30 year old me for having investments, a savings, and a financial advisor. And did I mention I battled the tax boss who slapped me with a bill higher than the salary I made in all of my 20’s? Whew.
So what does 33 look like? IDK, but I do have wishes of what I want it to feel like. Entering 33, I prioritized REST, REJUVENATION & RESTORATION.
After decades of hustling to get here– I really want to prioritize ENJOYING some of the shit I’ve worked so hard to obtain. At the top of that list? PEACE. I spent two decades proving myself at work, to romantic partners, to family, to friends. Proving why I deserved to be treated a certain way, why people should give a f*ck about me and now… I simply don’t care.
I wish to have more clarity.
I wish to have more grace.
I wish to have more patience.
I think all of those things will help me show up as the person I’ve been working so hard to grow into. I want to be more patient with friends, family, relationships. I know for years I’ve come off as snappy and to the point, but I want to make sure the memory people have of moments they interact and have with me, are clear indications of my true self and my heart.
I wish to use my voice more.
I wish to speak up for myself.
I wish to correct things in that moment.
I spend so much time biting my tongue and experiencing harm from others, in the name of keeping the peace. But in actuality it creates a disturbance within myself when I think about all the times I’ve been disrespected, or not spoken up for myself in a moment that called for it. I’ll definitely be practicing doing that all year and beyond.
I wish to be more gentle, and optimistic about my love life.
I can honestly say that I do SO MUCH and have accomplished SO MUCH on my own, that I’m mildly convinced that I won’t have children or a husband. It feels weird to put that in public, black & white, but we’ve definitely gotten to a level of vulnerability together here. Do I want a husband and children? Yes. Am I willing to compromise a lot of things that I want and need in order to get what I want in this shitty ass dating pool that is out there currently? Probably not. What’s meant for me will come in due time, and it won’t miss me– if it’s ever meant to be.
I wish to make my first working salary (about $35K) in book sales at 33.
It’s gonna take some determination, a battle with self doubt, and some hard hustling & marketing.. but I’ve never met a goal I didn’t eventually meet.
And for the sake of prioritizing rest, I don’t want to overwhelm myself with goals this year to the point that I accomplish *nothing*.
So, signing off… with love.
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