Today is my last day as a 20 something. I can no longer say "I'm only twenty-whatever." The word "only" just doesn't fit in front of the word thirty. It doesn't. I really didn't think this would bug me, but it kind of is. The next big birthday is 40. eeek.
The twenties have been good to me, for the most part. I graduated from college, had 3 children, traveled to Germany, Denmark, and took a cruise to Mexico. I have made countless friends who then moved away to cool places and made new friends. I built a house (okay so not literally, but John and I did act as general contractor and do a large part of the finish work). When I turned twenty, only computer geeks blogged, and the guy who owns facebook was not yet old enough to drive. In my 20's, I discovered that I love Indian food, snorkeling, teaching, snow peas, Thai Curry, planting a garden, being a mother, and watching my kids learn new things.
I wonder what things I will discover and love in my 30's. What things will I lose? Which people will I lose? Who will I meet that will change my life? What challenges will there be, and what will I learn from them? What kind of teenagers will my boys turn into? (Is there more than one kind? I think so)
One way or another, there are bound to be some adventures, and since I have no choice in the matter, Bring It On! ...I guess.
2 years ago