Thursday, March 31, 2011
Thirty is not old. It's not something to be ashamed of or scared or anything of. It's just three decades of living, of experience, of learning.
I always thought when I turned thirty that I would feel something different, but honestly, I keep forgetting that I'm not in my twenties anymore. Nothing has changed, really. I'm still a grad student, still a teacher, still a mom. I still work hard and play harder. I still have the best friends in the world and an awesome boyfriend and the greatest kids ever.
Still, I have crossed a milestone. I know that I am getting older. Wiser. Better. :) But still older.
However, I am not going to let that stop me. I have so much left I want to do, so much life to live, that I really feel like everything is just starting. I know I've done a lot in the past 29 years - had two children, graduated from college, worked as a journalist, taught at a major university- but I still have a list a mile long of accomplishments I've yet to make. I'm looking forward to thirty, to thirty-one, to thirty-five, to forty and forty-five and fifty-five and every number after that. I'm looking forward to living and loving and smiling and laughing everyday from now on. I'm looking forward to continuing growing older.
Every day is a gift, and I'm thankful for each one I've had so far. But now, I'm ready to move on, to look at today and tomorrow. I know it's corny and cliche and the title of a country song, but here's to the next thirty years. :)