I seriously can't even believe it. I specifically remember going to hang out with some people a couple years ago and someone told me they were 30. I was like OMG - they're so old. And now that's me. Looking back on my 20s, it was filled with so much... Celebrating 21, graduating from my favorite place on Earth (Carolina), landing my first job, getting married, getting Bentley, traveling to favorites Paris, Rome, Barcelona and London, trying to get pregnant, getting pregnant and on and on. It was transitioning from college life to young professional, and I think that's certainly figuring out who you are and who you want to be. I think it's sad to say goodbye so perhaps it's see you later, but 20s, I won't be seeing you later. I'm not sad about leaving my 20s. I'm not sad because there's so much to look forward to. And I'm lucky that I even get to see my 30s - some people weren't even promised that. I truly believe age is just a number and it's about how much life you inject into your years. I plan to inject a whole lot into this next decade. And doing more of the same. As much of the same as can be with one big change, kicking my 30s off raising Leighton. So here's to the big 3-0. A decade of worrying less and living more. Being the best me I can be. And being positively grateful that I get to be 30.
