I remember this time when I was a teenager and hearing that it was someone's 30th birthday. I thought, "wow, that is really old." Funny, how time changes your perspective.
I turned 29 yesterday. And, I feel so super not old. In fact, I'm not sure I feel all that different than I did all those years ago. Sure, I have more maturity, wisdom, stress, responsibility -- all those things. But, I still feel like the same old me. I wonder if that every changes? Will I ever wake up and feel like this older, wiser version of myself?
For now, I'm trying to stay present in the moment. Not worry about how fast the days, weeks, and years seem to be flying by on the calendar. And, enjoy being 29-years-old...for the very first time, and all the beauty that comes along with it.
{While ignoring the embarrassingly large number of times I had to blow to get all the candles out -- let's blame that on the baby and not my age!}
