Why Turning 32 Feels Like My Time To Blossom: Finally Becoming The Butterfly I Was Born to Be

Goodbye, people-pleasing and accepting breadcrumbs. Hello, leaning into the love that surrounds me and getting finer with time (literally).

I’ve been obsessed with butterflies for as long as I can remember. Going from a caterpillar to a butterfly fascinates me most because I finally understand what that type of transformation looks and feels like. That’s what my 31st lap around the sun felt like. This last year was probably one of the most transformative things  I’ve ever experienced, and now that I’ve welcomed another year with open arms, I am just grateful that God has kept me thus far.

Without going into much detail, most things I experienced as a kid and even early into my adult years have been more than what the average person can handle. In my 20s, I was very much just existing and not living, and for most of my life, I’ve always done things to appease other people out of the fear of making people upset or mad. At age 32, I can finally proudly say that gone are the chains and limitations I’ve placed on myself by being everyone’s favorite people pleaser.