So . . .
Today's my birthday. . .
I'm thirty.
I'm not sure how I feel about this. {Not that I really have a choice}.
I'm not really upset about turning 30. More like, I can't figure out how I got here so quickly. Perplexed. That's the word. Okay, and maybe a little sad. Not because I think I'm old or anything. No. It's just . . . my twenties were so momentous, I'm sad to give them up. I got married to my best friend when I was 21, became a Mama at 22, had my second daughter at 24, bought our very own home and 20 acres of gorgeous land at 25, gave birth to an honest to goodness miracle baby at 28, and started building our dream home at 29. How do ya top all that?
Anyway.
Just thought y'all should know that you're not in the presence of a twenty-something anymore. Can you handle it? ;)
