What I do remember, however, is that my mom didn't want to turn 30. In fact, I think we bought her cards that said, "Happy 29th Birthday", until she was 40. I never really understood why she, or numerous other women, had issue with closing out their 20's. I was just always told, "When you get there you'll understand."
Thing is, I still don't.
|I've always been a Honey Badger. Even at 7 months old.|
Now, don't get me wrong, my 20's were pretty spectacular.
I met and married J. We bought our first, second and third homes. We had three beautiful daughters. I found my passion for fitness. I appeared on the pages of Runner's World with Dizzle and Doodle. I grew stronger both inside and out. All in all, I've had a million magical moments over the past decade.
But, today, on my 30th birthday, I'm still not sad to see my 20's go. Instead, I am excited by the possibilities that lie ahead and if that means that I have to add one year or 10 years to find out what's in store, I'm eager to do that. I want to continue to grow. To improve who I am and who I can be.
|Making 30 look good ...|
Trust me, I'm getting better with age.