"I should be sitting answering dozens of emails, but I decided that a bit of reflection on the past year was more important. These silly emails, our way of communicating these days, consume our time and I just want it to stop. At least for 20 minutes so that I can sip my hot chai tea latte and journal in peace and quiet on an overcast, foggy New England morning. I never journal anymore. I used to do it every day. Or at least attempted to do it everyday. Now a days, if I journal once every three months I have truly made an effort.
I don't know exactly how I got here - to this point in my life - age 27 on the eve of my 28th birthday. Life was moving at a normal pace - fast some days and slow the next, but it all evened out. Nowadays I feel my life is moving at a incredible speed that I only hope to keep up with. Is this the new normal? The time in your late 20's when you realize life is real and the fun, easy going, time for journaling each day, stress free days are a thing of the past? I don't' know exactly but 28 feels monumental. Like I am entering this new stage of life.
27 was a good year. Lots of new friendships developed. I gained new family members. Friends and family got married, had babies, and we celebrated each wholeheartedly. Andrew and I bought our first house. That has been an adventure I never could imagined the day I signed the papers. I spent another summer in Nantucket - picturesque, yet challenging in the realities of appeasing rich owners. I realized in that summer that flexibility is key. That some things work out and some things don't. It all balances out in the end. I traveled near and far. I learned what hard work owning a house requires. I gained new skills and was challenged. Thanks to my dear friend Maaike I launched my own photography business, Maria Burton Photography, and am so encouraged to see it grow one client at a time. Andrew and I enjoyed one last hurrah in the yachting world aboard Spartan. I watched my sister marry her best friend and love of her life - I surprised myself and cried through the whole thing and the days following. I opened my heart, I closed it. I had highs and lows. I believed in the great days and had doubts in the gray ones. And then we got engaged - what I thought I ruined turned out to be all the more perfect. And so 27 was great. A truly blessed, humble, and challenging year."
I am hopeful for 28. I think it might be one of the best yet. My horoscope at least thinks so. I have a lot to be thankful for.
And so I start a new goal for 28 - to post a quote every day. One that inspires me, gives me perspective, or makes me laugh. I don't necessarily have to post it on the blog, but for certain around my house, to remind me of what is good in this life, who I aspire to be, and what I dream for.
So in honor of feeling old at 28...
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