I’m gonna be honest, I’m a little sad to leave my 20′s behind. I guess it’s because they were pretty epic. I graduated college, got my masters, passed the CPA, became an aunt, started a blog, got married, traveled the world, started my own photography business, and had a beautiful baby girl. Yeah, kinda epic. (You better bring it, 30′s. You’ve got big shoes to fill.)
What do I want for my birthday? Oh thank you for asking, Thirty. All I want this year is to be healthy and happy, to love as much as I can on my wonderful family and friends, help P Lily to keeping growing into a responsible and preferably potty trained 2 year old, and I’d really like for my butt to not jiggle when I run. (I mean seriously, thirty, I put 29 years of hard work in and this is what I get? Years of dancing, running, weight lifting and I take one year off when I have a baby and now things jiggle that I didn’t even know were there before.) I did buy myself a new pair of TOMS and a new backpack, which is probably what every 12yr old also got whose birthday is today, so I do have that going for me.
I wrote the above post on my last night in my twenties. Clearly feeling quite sarcastic. The next day I turned thirty and my crazy husband put together a perfect surprise dinner with a few close friends and a chef! There is really not much better in life than good friends and good food, so needless to say, it was awesome. He also put together a book of notes from friends and family and had them share special memories from the last thirty years! How awesome is that?
So then I came home and felt kinda silly posting the above letter to 30. But hey, this blog is about documenting and as much as people are laughing at me poo-pooing being 30…I’m pretty sure I’ll look back on this and smile :)
Here’s to another decade of epic adventures!