I am quickly approaching my 44th birthday on May 5th. Outside of wondering, “Where the heck has time gone?”, I have been busy taking inventory of my life while asking some important questions… Am I currently where I thought that I would be in my 40s? Am I doing what I thought that I would be doing professionally? Am I living the life that I had carefully scripted so long ago? The answer to those questions is, “Kinda”. Professionally, from the time that I was fifteen & first approached about getting into radio, I was hooked. So, yes, I envisioned working in radio broadcasting and am VERY blessed to be in my 28th year of doing just that. That being said, I believe that the script that I originally put together for my life was thrown out a long time ago. There have been many twists and turns and bumps and bruises as I walked along the way. But, I’m alright with that because it has taught me some major lessons. The biggest lesson is that my 40s will be far better than my 20s.
When I was 21, I thought that I had chronologically achieved where I was mentally for several years. You see, growing up with elderly parents propels you into the maturation process, whether you want it to or not. So, at 21, I knew everything and no one could tell me anything differently or possibly dare to stop me from achieving my goals. The mid-20s were no better except, instead of seeing things as black or white, I had grown accustomed to seeing shades of grey. By 30, it was all over. I had been in love, fallen out of love, changed jobs and made a number of decisions that, even today, make me shake my head. But, through all of it, I had the false impression that, somehow, I was still in control. In my 40s, I can tell you with confidence that I was not.
You might say, then, “What makes the 40s so much better than your 20s?” In a word, “wisdom”…the wisdom that comes from life experiences. People can try to tell you what to do and every-so-often, you may even follow their instructions. But, there is nothing like falling down, being humbled, and having to pick yourself up and start again that will teach you exactly who and what you are. You could NEVER get me to repeat any part of my 20s or even my 30s. However, I am so grateful for all of the lessons that each valley has taught me. Because of my scars, at this very moment, I know exactly who I am. Conversely, I also know who I am not & I have no illusions about either one. I have given up the notion of ever having a size 10 body. I will never have “Trump” riches. Nor, will I ever sing like Whitney Houston in her early days. But, who I am is Danielle Eleanor Norwood, a soon-to-be 44-year-old woman who knows that “God, who began the good work within (me), will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns (Phil. 1:6, NLT).