So, this is forty. 2017 marks the year I turn forty. Some people might only celebrate the actual day that they turn forty but I’ve decided the whole of the year should be dedicated to toasting the path that got me here. So we are going to talk about a lot of experiences I’ve had through the years that have shaped me into this amazing person.
I thought I’d kick this journey off with a list of things I’ve learned over the years. My first idea was to do a list with forty things. Then I realized than only Jordan would read the whole list. Not even my mother would have made it through a list of forty things. So here, in no particular order are a few life lessons I’ve picked up over the past 39.5 years. I would love and be honored if you’d leave some of your lessons in the comments on the blog, on Facebook or the I Believe page.
This is 40 for me:
- No matter how terrible, tragic, awful or how great, amazing and transformational today was – the sun will still rise in the morning and the dog will still need to be let out.
- Fair is bullshit. Nothing is fair. Our attempts to make things fair makes them shitty. Accept this and things become so much easier.
- Debt is bad. To banks, to people, and especially to your mother.
- Comparison is bad. But we all do it. So if you must compare your life, your achievements, your whatever to someone – make sure you pick someone genuine, true and real – like Ellen.
- From my mother, Big Sara, which I’ve learned to be oh so true: You wouldn’t worry so much what other people thought of you, if you realized how seldom they do.
- Everyone, I mean everyone, is crazy. Some people are just better at hiding it.
- That every choice you make is really only one of two things: the right choice or the right lesson.
- That true love, a true match is two people both believing that they got the better end of the deal.
- A good mattress is important. The concept is wasted on youth.
- That you plan your work and you work your plan. Always and with everything.
I hope you’ll share some of your life lessons with me. Maybe we can compile them into a book and call it “This is Forty.” – Just tossing that out there.