My 30th Birthday!!!
Ah, the dreaded 3-0. On this day, August 06, 1977, I was born. And, it is on this day August 06, 2007 that my life ends.
Pause for dramatic effect.
Isn’t that the way that I am supposed to feel? Everyone keeps telling me that I should be really sad. Sure, they don’t come straight out and say it, but they imply it by the things that they do say. I am supposed to be a sad, sad man for turning 30.
Okay, here’s the thing… I don’t feel bad. I feel, believe it or not, celebratory. Isn’t one of the main goals that we are shooting for old age? I’m far from old, but I’m achieving that goal with each day. Instead of feeling depressed for turning 30, one should feel elated for achieving a milestone.
On top of achieving a milestone, one has other reasons for being happy about turning 30. For one, you’re no longer in your twenties. Think about it… Sure, our twenties are fun, but they are also full of growing pains. For the most of our twenties, we really don’t know who we are, where we are going, or who we’re going with. So very much is up in the air. If we have worked at it, by the time we arrive at 30, we should at least be developing a clue.
As I turn 30, I have accomplished many of my goals, fell flat on my face enough times to be good at it, and can honestly say that I know myself; and, although, I change and grow every day, I recognize the person in the mirror enough to be able to keep up with who he is from one day to another. I grow with that person in the mirror.
As I turn 30, I like that person in the mirror. He has taken chances, seen and done things, and given himself a chance to grow as a human being. I am looking forward to my 30′s. They are just like your twenties, but with ten years of wisdom added.
In my 30′s, there is adventure, excitement, and more fulfillment just waiting for me. So, I say, it is time to celebrate the beginning of my best decade yet.
