Wow! How did I get to be 30?
Okay, well I still have 10 days to go, but it's fast approaching. It's kind of funny, I feel like I am letting down the "women united" because I am actually excited about being 30. I know, weird right? (Does that make me the exception? Oh I have ALWAYS wanted to be the exception to the rule!!!) Most women dread leaving their 20's behind, but for some reason, I am very okay with it! Now when we get to 40, I am sure I will have long ago stopped counting the years.
I guess I always felt like I was "a head of my time", an "old spirit" as my last two bosses have called me. I was always looking for that age that I would finally be seen as a responsible adult (although my once every few years drunkenness Saturday night might beg to differ) and not the "oh your still a child" (even though I have been married for almost 9 years and have a child of my own). I have been completely on my own since I was 18 (not that I will ever turn down a free meal from mom), was married 3 weeks after my 21st birthday, ran my own business, sat on a Board for a Non-Profit, but none of those things made me seem wiser in the eyes of my elders. So I decided 30 was it, that's the age when I would stop being "just a child". That was the age when people would stop seeing me as just another young person.
Well, now that I finally reached my arbitrary age, I have discovered two things; A) I stopped caring how people see me, because between working full time, being a wife and a mother, I just don't have time to care and B) people a few generations older than me will always see me as "the child" because when you have kids the same age as me, you see everyone my age as children. What matters in life if not the number we declare ourselves, but the way we live.
So as I stand on the door step of my 30's; I embrace my grey hairs, marvel that I have been with my hubby a third of my life and prepare to celebrate the next decade of my life. Bring it on life, I am ready to live it up.......
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