This is it. My thirtieth birthday. Ten years ago it seemed so far off, but the time has flown by. I always say you are as young as you feel, but lately I've been feeling old. I've aged so much in the last couple of years. I've gained weight, stopped excercising, become even more pessimistic than I was and I've become a major worrier. I also thought that I would have more accomplished than I do--I thought I would be finished having kids and I thought I would have been on some exotic vacation by the time I was thirty. Oh well, don't mess with God's plans I guess.
But I will say that turning thirty is not near as life altering as I thought it would be. I guess I'm just moving on and up! I can still do whatever I want and I'll probably do it safer and smarter than I would have five or even ten years ago. Age and experience do count for something! So on that note I am happy I've made it this far--God has blessed me in this life and I know that he will continue to do so.