Whew! May 2025 came in like a whirlwind and left me breathless, but in the best way possible. I turned 47 this year, and let me just say, this was not your average birthday month. It wasn’t just a celebration of age; it was a celebration of alignment, breakthroughs, and boldness. This birthday hit different. It felt like I finally caught up with the version of myself I’ve been chasing for years. And she is powerful.
Life at 47 Feels Like Freedom
There was something about turning 47 that unlocked a new energy in me, one that doesn’t ask for permission, doesn’t shrink to fit in, and doesn’t apologize for evolving. This May, I didn’t just blow out candles. I lit a fire.
I’ve stopped waiting for perfect timing. I’m done dimming my light. I’m embracing joy, rest, and pleasure with both hands. The things that used to stress me out no longer have power over me. I’ve learned to protect my peace like it’s sacred because it is.
This birthday month brought clarity. I let go of relationships that weren’t feeding me. I reclaimed time I used to give away too easily. I poured back into myself with no guilt, no shame, just gratitude. I gave myself permission to laugh harder, dance longer, and say “no” without an explanation – Unapologetically.
Celebrations That Meant Something
This celebration wasn’t solely focused on gifts and cake; however, I want to clarify that I did enjoy both, despite one person forgetting about me (How, Sway?) whom I expected would remember. It was about experiences. Real ones. Healing ones. I took time to unplug, reflect, and honor how far I’ve come. I surrounded myself with people who genuinely celebrate my growth and who don’t flinch when I talk about my vision.
I booked the solo spa day at AIRE Ancient Baths. I wore the outfits that made me feel like a goddess. I toasted to the past with deep respect and to the future with wild excitement. I made promises to myself, and I plan to keep every one of them.
Loving Life on a New Level
The truth is, I do not require life to be perfect; I simply need it to be my own. And that’s precisely what it feels like now. It feels authentic, beautiful, and unapologetically mine. I’m loving life in a way I didn’t even know was possible.
This birthday reminded me that growing older isn’t something to dread. It’s a privilege. It’s an opportunity to reinvent yourself as many times as you need to. And at 47, I’m just getting started.
So here’s to May 2025, the month that reminded me of my magic. In May 2025, I turned 47 and embraced an abundance of joy, softness, power, and purpose. This wasn’t just a birthday. This was a rebirth.
And I’ve never felt more alive. Thank you to everyone who helped me to celebrate from the beginning to the end.
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