Someone asked the other day “I’m turning 30! Any advice?” And the first thing I thought was: It’s all practice till you’re 40!
Then: Haha! Just kidding! It’s ALL practice!
What if that’s the lesson? There isn’t a time where things begin to count. There’s no starting line and no finish line. There’s no age where we have to have it figured out, and no milestone either. “By the time you’re married…” “By the time you’re a parent.” “By the time you…”
Place this permission over your life and see how different things can suddenly look.
That conversation you’ve been beating yourself up for, where you showed big emotion and didn’t stay calm or said some things more harshly than you meant or didn’t say what you had to say very clearly? You think you messed it up, that you failed?
You were practicing. Practicing communication. Practicing loving someone else, loving yourself, holding a boundary, learning to feel deeply and speak about it at the same time (which really can be quite difficult).
Fantastic work! Well done!