I turn 30 tomorrow. I'm not sure why I'm feeling like this is a big deal, but I am. I've been reflecting quite a bit about it. I've also been looking forward from it. I don't know how I'm supposed to feel in my 30's. When I turned 20, I had so many possibilities in front of me...graduating college, going to grad school, getting a job, getting my own place, growing up, figuring out who I am. I knew that my 20's held the promise of adulthood. And now, I guess I'm an adult, although I still feel like I'm just 17. I have graduated college, graduated grad school, have worked for 6 years and am starting my 7th year, have a car, have an apartment, pay bills... I guess I just don't know what to expect in my 30's. I have hopes, but I don't want to jinx myself.
Over the past several months, I've been thinking of all of the things that I've done and experienced in my 30 years. I've been to 25 states (actually 28, but I'm not counting airports or states that I didn't really get a feel for), been in 3 countries, and have flown only 3 trips. I've seen both the Pacific and the Atlantic Ocean and have seen 4 Great Lakes. I've been to weddings and funerals. I've held babies and comforted the elderly. I've learned how to walk, talk, read, write, drive, use a computer, play the drums, and have learned more than I can possibly remember. I've had friends and enemies. I've loved, cried, laughed and hoped.
I've also been thinking about what life could hold for the next 30 years (yep, just like the Tim McGraw song...maybe that's why I'm thinking about turning 30). Most things I'm too afraid to say outloud for fear that they won't come true. But, in my heart, I have dreams.
So, here's to the next 30 years and the dreams that will be fulfilled!
