Yup.
It finally happened.
I turned 30.
For some reason I was really dreading this day. I mean, 30. Three whole decades.
I guess in the back of my mind (and probably the back of many of our minds when we think of it), is that our boobs will automatically be at our knees, our hair will start turning grey, and that our skin will start to wrinkle (scratch that last one, it's already started).
Thirty just sounds old when you say it; but then I came across these while surfing the inter-webs.
30 is not old at all; I am just beginning to really take a hold of the sails for many aspects of my life even though I have established other parts of it.
If I look back at all I accomplished in my 30 years, I have a pretty long list.
I have a college diploma, as well as a post-grad certificate, I have a wonderful husband and a beautiful 3 year-old boy, I own a home, have a good job, and I am working towards my dream job part-time with the hopes of making it full time really soon.
And not to mention, I get to celebrate my birthday with Canada each and every year :)
This year, my husband planned a surprise birthday dinner the Friday before my birthday, and then we went away for the long weekend up to our cottage at Sauble Beach. We had an amazing family weekend.
I actually don't think life could be any better for me and I should really care less about getting older. I should just continue to enjoy life and continue on my wonderful journey.
Turning 30 is really no big deal; it's just another day. So my advice if you're worried about it:
