Silly Maya uttered the following words yesterday, “I actually wish I was turning 30 this year. 29 is so boring.”
Yes, yes, I know… and I knew pretty much instantly that this was a ridiculous statement to make… but I made it and some part of me meant it.
And then today I re-watched Oprah’s Master Class (my new favourite show) with Cindy Crawford.
The stunning Crawford gave me this: “enjoy the present… not to wish the present away for the future, that’s going to come anyway.”
I’m never ever going to be 28.7 again and 29 might be my best year yet… or it could be my last year. Why would I ever want to fast-forward through even one potentially magical minute?!