What's the Date?
Oh, right. The 20th. That would be my birthday. Yep. I completely forgot what day it was today and asked someone for the date.
So. Today I turned 30. I guess it's a lot like when I was a first grader. I remember thinking how great it must be to be a sixth grader. They seemed so much more grown up, so big and so smart. And then I got to the sixth grade and realized it didn't feel any different than fifth, which hadn't felt much different than fourth. Life isn't about milestone markers. It's about growth, and I grow every day. Being 30 doesn't feel much different to me than being 20, though I can look back and see how I've changed. I guess it's all a matter of perspective. Mine.
Though I can say it would have been better for my ego to turn 30 on a day that wasn't also Fat Tuesday.
So. Today I turned 30. I guess it's a lot like when I was a first grader. I remember thinking how great it must be to be a sixth grader. They seemed so much more grown up, so big and so smart. And then I got to the sixth grade and realized it didn't feel any different than fifth, which hadn't felt much different than fourth. Life isn't about milestone markers. It's about growth, and I grow every day. Being 30 doesn't feel much different to me than being 20, though I can look back and see how I've changed. I guess it's all a matter of perspective. Mine.
Though I can say it would have been better for my ego to turn 30 on a day that wasn't also Fat Tuesday.
Labels: personal minutia
posted by Arizela | 9:38 PM
1 Comments:
The thirties were pretty good for me. Far better than the teens or early twenties, and the bodily decay of the forties wasn't apparent yet. Enjoy it while you can.
Happy belated birthday.
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