Thirty- August 3, 2011
This morning I woke up here on our family vacation in Topsail Island before everyone else. Everyone but Ginger that is. We walked along the beach and looked at this…
Now that’s a great way to start 30. I stopped and stared at the ocean and pet my sweet dog and just felt so much peace. For the first time in a long time I felt peace.
It’s weird. I was kind of looking forward to 30. It’s like now I’m a legit adult. 30 is the real thing. I sort of felt like I was faking it as a grown-up for part of my 20’s.
My early 20’s were a time when I became familiar with things like the tanning bed, Quarter Beer Nights, and overdraft fees.
My mid 20’s were spent planning, spending all of my money, and devoting every weekend to the institution of marriage. If it wasn’t my own, it was any number of my friends’ engagement parties, showers, and weddings. Sadly, I did have my slight Quarter Life Crisis after my parent’s divorce and I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do career-wise. I should have stuck to the Beer Nights, they were by far the more fun of the Quarters mentioned here.
My late 20’s have been great. I made strides in my career. I discovered a new passion for blogging that revamped my love of writing. Most importantly, I became a Mama at 29.
I’m psyched for my 30’s! It will be the decade of raising my babies and seeing what else is possible.
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happy birthday! I feel the same way about my upcoming 30s:)
What a cute pic! I hope your 30s are great…. I'm thoroughly enjoying mine.
I'll be 34 in less than a month.
So far, at 23, I'm absolutely hating my 20's. Maybe at least now I have my 30's to look forward to? LOL
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