“The bad news is time flies. The good news is you’re the pilot.”
- Michael Altshuler
And so it begins…I am about to turn 29, and usher in the last year of my 20’s. No other birthday has felt quite like this one. I’m not dreading it by any means, birthdays equal presents and cake after all, but it has given me pause to sit back and say “where did the time go?”
My 20’s have been a great decade. Full of growth, change, lots of mistakes, lessons learned, heartbreak, love, an engagement, a wedding, a first house, grad school, new jobs, a career path and on and on and on.
I don’t fear getting older. Sure, I see a few lines creeping around my eyes that didn’t used to be there, but one thing you learn as time goes on is that 30, 40 or even 50, really is not old. Age is just a number, youth is a feeling. I do get scared, however, by the pace at which time just seems to disappear. Poof you’re 18, poof you’re 22, poof you’re 30. I’m trying to hold on tight…
Yet, I know I have to roll with the punches, time will pass, and I have to make of it what I can. It does feel pretty good to stare down 29 {basically 30} and know that I am in the best place of my life. Twenty eight was a fabulous year, a turning point really. A year I stopped and thought about want I really, really wanted out of life. I did some deep thinking, set some goals, and here’s the real kicker, I got off my ass and DID SOMETHING to achieve them. I wanted to be really fit, so I got my rear in gear. I wanted a new job, so I went out and found one. And everything else just seemed to fall into place {funny how that happens when you’re happy}…
I’ve never felt better about myself, never more secure in who I am, and what I am doing in life. Life’s not perfect, I’m certainly not perfect, I’m a little crazy, I’m really impatient, and sometimes I get very worked up over sporting events {I almost had a heart attack during the Super Bowl}, but hell, at least I’m passionate.
So without further delay….Welcome 29! I’m pretty sure you and I are going to have a lot of fun together. So, let’s officially kick off this Farewell to 20′s Tour…last stop THIRTY…
{If you really, really, know me then this picture makes total sense…I’m the blond kid in the yellow shirt yelling}
Do you have a “milestone” birthday approaching? How are you handling it?























