Today I am 30 years old *shudder*
The big 3-0 (please don't say that to me - it makes me want to punch things)
It is not a death sentence. Although I very unfortunately remembered this week that R. was 30 when he died and now that has been weighing uncomfortably on my mind. I'm not planning on dying anytime soon, but the thought that someone I looked up to so much only got to live until this age and I get to go on is very scary to me. It seems like this is a whole new countdown I will have.
As sad as it seems, I have decided to accept this new decade of my life as a way to learn to love who I am and stop trying to be someone I don't want to be. That may sound easy enough, but I also have to find out exactly who I want to be right now. How would I categorize myself? (Do I even have to categorize myself?).
I can't officially say I am excited to be 30. In fact, from this year on I may even become 29 again each year (who is really counting anyway!). I just hope that I can age as well as Cher...or my office mate because I just found out she is going to be 65 this year and all along I swore she was in her 50's. I guess in order to age better I have to stop doing things like skipping out on the gym, eating banana splits while watching The Biggest Loser and not wearing SPF 10000 sunscreen when I go outside.
Overall, I guess what I'm trying to say (without bursting into tears again for the third time today) is that being 30 is just like being 29. Age is only a number. You are only as old as you feel.
and now you may enjoy the story of my life:
I was a cute kid...
Then something happened and I became not as cute...but I had a great personality!
Then I grew up...
Then I became a responsible mom...
...and did respectable lady-like things....
So there you have it, the condensed version of the last 30 years of my life. The next 30 years will feature more wrinkles and tears.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hello..this is my blog. I bought this fancy theme and I don't know what to write here just yet. Maybe one day remind me I have to write something inspiring here?