To be in your 30s is to be suspended midair between the ground you always walked and the limitless sky above. it is to see your childhood in a new light, oscillating between disdain at your past self for the things she just couldn’t see and pity for the preciousness she possessed even then when life rushed upon her without permission. it is to see your parents as whole complex stories which birthed and intersected with yours—(your issues aren’t arbitrary) and it‘s to hold the hope of continuing the best things about life and legacy in your children, or perhaps longing to with empty womb, cradle, or ring finger. or just wanting to build something that outlasts you. either way, it seems, the 30s will have you making a home while aching for home. it’ll have you watch a generation die while you sing lullabies to a new one, making new memories eerily similar to the old ones all while wondering if you’re doing it right. The 30s mean learning you have bad posture (and that’ll cost you) have a disease (and that’ll cost you) never learned how to properly breathe (and that’ll cost you) or how to manage stress, really or how to budget, eat, set boundaries (the things, you think, you should’ve at least mastered in your 20s) it means carrying the grief of the past three decades— plus a trail of generational wounds before you— while carrying a fear for the future generations now before you. 30 is the new 50, a midlife crisis, or maybe it’s just me. maybe the 30s are prime time for healing.
Hey, did you know I wrote a book? (Well, a few technically!)
My latest book is my first book for grown-ups. It’s called Love Has a Story (Moody Publishers, 2024), and I think you should read the first two chapters to see if you want to get it for yourself or a friend (here’s chapter one and here’s chapter two). :)
Be on the lookout for news about my first fiction book, a novel-in-verse set to release in 2027 with InterVarsity Press. Can’t wait to tell you all about it!



Oof, this one hit me. I’ve been thinking lately that I’m not as far along as I’d like to be at 32. Probably need to give myself more grace.