20 April 2013

Turning 30 ~

I have spent most of my living and growing days claiming that I'm just a baby! I'm the youngest of three girls and married to someone four years my senior; so I have simply always considered myself a fresh whipper snapper ... but then last Monday came.

On April the 15th back in the early 80's - my bottle brush head was born. I'm not going to say that my age crept up on me, nor that I am unsure to where these last 30 years disappeared to; but I will admit a moment in which I simply couldn't fathom the fact that the choice to not be thirty was not a choice of mine. It was a quirky yet surreal thought.

I compare it to when you're single, in a relationship or married - people expect you to find a partner, get married or have kids. There's this unspoken pressure to make the coming of thirty a big event; and the question was asked on numerous occasions what it was that I was planning to do to celebrate. So instead, and to - in the words of the great John Farnam - take the pressure down, I decided to leave it in the very reliable hands of my Nath, Mum and Dad. Not surprisingly, they beautifully wrapped up all my favourite things and delivered me a superb-weekend-present.

This present started on the morning of last Saturday. After sipping caramel macchiato’s, I was whisked off in a taxi to a spacious overnight room at the opulent Four Seasons Hotel in downtown Jakarta. Not too long after settling into the room, I was sent ‘like a parcel’ to a two hour almond ritual spa treatment.

The cute masseuse was certainly NOT going to let my age take over my skin. I was washed, wrapped, painted on and molded - my silky smooth skin was rejoicing and my torn muscles were singing' praises!

 Then this happened .....

Ten of my newly-found friends surprised me for a sit down buffet dinner. It was a lovely night of great food and conversation; and I felt very honored and cared for by this tribe of people.

Then Sunday came, the eve of my day of birth. Just when I thought that by packing my bags it was over - it was only getting started. After being fussed over on my morning workout, I entered the breakfast room - & It.was.a.a.amazing! I felt like I was Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone 2 ….. eager and way to excited about all the things to see, try and do.  The array of gourmet goodness at this breakie was all too much; and very appropriately I claimed that it was "...the best breakfast in my thirty year existence" ... These photos simply don't do it justice.

Lastly and before calling it an occasion – Nath and I rested and sunned ourselves whilst being delivered ongoing serves of sorbet and freshly squeezed juice ‘on the house’ no less. It was a great end to a memorable celebration and I felt humbled and grateful for the generosity bestowed on me.

I think I read this quote in some trashy women’s mag at some point, but I haven’t forgotten it - "Everything I know, I learned after I was thirty". In reflecting on my adult years - I've studied and changed careers twice. I've moved houses close to a dozen times. I've travelled to approximately twenty countries; and more recently I have moved my life to a third world country - So if this statement is anything to go by, I don't know if I should be excited or scared! Still, I'm learning to be content where I am; and it's taken me until now to be able to say that. I feel extremely blessed to still be here in good holistic health, surrounded by people who care about me enough ... to celebrate my thirty years of life.

Thanks to those who sent me an email, facebook or mobile phone message.


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