my 1st 30 years

Tomorrow's my birthday and I'm okay with it!
Really. I am.

Do I enjoy getting older?

Of course not.

Do I enjoy what each new year brings?

Absolutely!

I have a thing with age.

I'm one of those people who doesn't think that age is just a number.

I believe it's much more than that.

To me, age is: more life experienced.

I do believe that with age, comes knowledge.

I felt much more aware, self assured and comfortable in my skin from when I was 15 years old to 20 years old.

I felt much more free spirited, independent and driven from when I was 20 years old to 25 years old.

I felt much more well rounded, focused and grounded from when I was 25 years old to 30 years old.

I can't relate fully to a 25 year old, just like a 25 year old can't relate fully to a 20 year old. And a 35 year old probably can't fully relate to me.

At some point, I think those age gaps begin to blur and you start to see more commonality between you and females 5 years younger/older than you. Maybe it's in your 30's. Or maybe it's in your 40's - I really don't know. 

Today I'm living my last day being 30 years old and I can't help but think about how much personal growth will take place before I turn 35.

And that is so exciting to me!

In my 1st 30 years...

I wrote off a guy who told me beer made him bloated... and then married him a few years later!

I spent Easter in Hawaii and New Years Eve in Times Square.

I went to an American Idol concert.

I've slept in hostile's and on trains.

I earned a lettermen's jacket.

I ate ice cream for breakfast and egg's for dinner.

I totaled a car.

I watched The Bachelor with my grandma while laying in her hospital bed.

I've been to 48 states, 42 with Bryan.

I went on a girls trip to New Orleans with my mom to celebrate my 21st birthday.

I witnessed my metabolism shift and close get much tighter.

I dated older and married younger.

I kissed the Blarney Stone.

I stopped and literally smelled the roses.

I saw a therapist.

I've prayed in St. Peter's Basilica.

I cruised the Pacific, Caribbean and Adriatic Sea with Bryan.

I've woken to snow on Christmas morning.

I spent 8 days in NYC with my dad going to Broadway shows, museums and eating many fine meals... just the two of us.

I've been to 28 of the 32 NFL stadiums.

I puked in a car, on a boat and in a plane... all more than once.

I had my heart broken.

I've carved pumpkins and dyed Easter eggs.

I went to Wembley Stadium and held the Wimbledon trophy.

I bought a house.

I've pulled all nighters in Vegas and NYC.

I experienced the joy of becoming an aunt.

I've backpacked through Europe.

I danced with my dad at my wedding.

I've passed kidney stones.

I dated a guy in each time zone.

I've been approached by a Sony Pictures producer to be in a movie.

I drank Italian wine in Italy.

I received the Sacrament of Marriage.

I made snow angels.

I've seen Garth, Tim, Kenny, Keith, Ronnie/Kix, Jimmy, Jason, Brad and many, many more.

I traveled the country with my best girl friend.

I watched the sunrise over the Atlantic and the sunset over the Pacific.

I held a newborn.

I very much look forward to what this next year brings!

(And no, I'm not pregnant so don't ask!)