Hello. I turned 30 this year which is amazing! No one would have expected this behind this baby face and child-like demeanor. I know. Most people probably think I’m just a mature 25 year-old.

So far, it hasn’t been as scary as I expected it would be. I thought as I turned 30, I would be overcome with remorse over the things that I failed to achieve – that everything was too late. Don’t get me wrong, these thoughts do come in tiny waves. But what I did not expect was bigger waves of excitement of the endless possibilities that this life has to offer. I’m excited to explore more, cause somehow, life hasn’t ended as I subconsciously thought it would.

I may not have achieved some things off of my list, but I do feel grateful for the things that I did. Not only that, I’m very content and proud of the person that I’ve become. I’m proud that I’ve grown to be kind, compassionate, to value deep connections and to wear my heart on my sleeve. To be able to support myself and my family. To have been able to share my passion for dance to the people around me. Do I want to scale this further? I do, and I will.

I can’t wait to learn a lot of new skills, pick up different languages, and explore the world in this next decade.