Just Another Birthday
Today’s my birthday and as another year passes, I’m remembering to be gentle to myself. I don’t usually do much on my birthday, just a quiet dinner with friends is enough. It’s never been a big deal since summer birthdays tend to get the short end of the stick when it comes to party guests. Still, I do appreciate all the friends and family that have sent their well wishes.
As another year passes, it can be easy to remember all the things I haven’t yet achieved and what little I have attained…but I’m striving to be content. Content with my body, content with my style, content with life. I used to have a definitive guide to how life should be, but as I get older, that picture becomes fuzzier. Things don’t always turn out as planned as it’s ok. Things aren’t perfect and that’s ok. Sometimes the timing isn’t right and that’s ok too. Not only should I celebrate the positives, but learn from the negatives. Life will always have ups and downs, sometimes more downs than ups…and yet, it’s still meaningful. It’s still valuable. And it’s still part of a life filled with contentment. I’m not so serious anymore.
Why so serious? Or not
I don’t take myself that seriously. I don’t take fashion too seriously. What’s the point in being so serious all the time?
Learning to laugh at myself is a way to let go, to stop trying to be in control of everything. It doesn’t have to be perfect. Sometimes, you just have to make do with what you have and let it be enough. Even these photos, the quality isn’t ideal since I lent out my DSLR for a few weeks. Instead, I have a super old point and shoot and it does the job. Not perfect, not super awesome quality, but it’s good enough.
Sometimes, we have to let go of the little inconveniences and laugh it off.
Learn to want less
With each passing birthday, I’m learning to want less, to be minimalist, and essentialist. I’m not only wearing black and white, but rather taking a long term approach to building and maintaining my wardrobe. I’m mending and repairing more often than buying new things because it still feels like, well, I have what I need.
The need to accumulate will always be there, but I’ve learned to hold back and say no. The more I understand and know what’s in my closet, the less I have to search elsewhere for my favorite outfits. No longer are they theoretical ideas, but concrete items in my collection. It’s a long journey to get to this point and I still have a long way to go.
I’m hoping that this year will be a year of less. Less wants, less clothes, less worrying. So that I have have more what is valuable and meaningful to me.
So until my next birthday comes around, I’ll continue to enjoy the life that’s already here.