meditations of a blueberry

In one month, I will be 30 . I remember when my mom turned 30. I thought 30 was SO old. All throughout high school, I still thought 30 was so old. In my early twenties, 30 still felt like it was ages away and so old. And now, here I am staring down the last days of my twenties. And I don't feel so old . Sure, there are signs of aging on this body. Signs that I spent a little too much time in the sun some years without wearing the requisite sunscreen or hat. Signs that I was less than careful with sharp objects. Signs that I am clumsy. Signs that I have made bad decisions over the years. But there are also some amazing signs. Signs that it has carried and birthed children . Signs that it has nourished and been a soft place to land for those children. Signs that it is resilient as it once again shows me its strength during training runs. Signs that I may be 30, but I am not old . And that became even more clear to me this past weekend. This past weekend, I made the trek to BC wit...

I mentioned in my last post that I was working on a list of things I want to do before I turn 30. It was hard to narrow it down and decide which things I really wanted to do, but I was finally able to after a lot of thought. I finally finished it, and as promised here it is: 30 things to do before I am 30 1. Have a home birth, free from drugs or interventions. 2. Finish E’s first year scrapbook, and start on the new baby’s. 3. Do the "Walk to Remember" in honour of the baby we lost. 4. Eat more fruits and vegetables, and less sugary stuff. (This is a work in progress, but it's slowly happening!) 5. Volunteer my time once a month. 6. Call both my mom and my dad at least once a week, just to say hi. 7. Sew a blanket for the new baby. 8. Paint the bottom half of the walls in E’s bedroom. 9. Go see Rocky Horror Picture Show at the theater. 10. Go for Sunday walks with the family (unless it’s colder than -20) 11. Change out some of the photos in our pho...