A Love Letter to 28

Thoughts & Feelings in the midst of my Saturn Return.

I don’t know why, but 28 feels special to me. It marks 10 years into legal “adulthood.”

It’s closer to 30, but there’s enough distance (not that 30 is a problem ;) and it’s a multiple of 7 (idk why this is significant, someone smart just told me this.) The truth is, I’m actively trying to make this birthday feel special for me. I always try to celebrate life somehow, even if it’s small.

However, as I planned for my birthday this year, I found myself wondering what I was celebrating for. I’m not where I want to be in my career quite yet, I’m struggling finding deeper platonic relationships that resonate with me on a higher level, nothing ever really feels “big enough”, and I'm still navigating the dating world as I try to find my life partner.

Something about “28” feels much more adult to me than any other year in my twenties. Ironically, knowing I’m not where I’d like to be makes me feel less adult than anything, especially as I'm nearing the close of another decade of life.

The more I reflected on my reasons not to celebrate, I remembered why I always emphasize birthdays to those around me: Your birthday is special.

It is the day you came into this world, and it marks another significant year around the sun. Think about the lessons you learned from the younger versions of yourself and what you know now. Think about the people you met that made this last year so special for you. Think about the ways you had to mature when being put in situations you didn’t expect. The point is - life is a blessing, and it isn't promised. If you’ve made it to see another year, that in itself is a reason to celebrate.