For the past few months, I've tried not to think about it at all. When I did, I thought it would be kind of scary; I thought it would cause a bit of anxiety; I thought there'd be a chance that I'd even cry a little. Yet, last night, as the clock ticked down on the final moments of my twenties, I couldn't sleep because of an entirely unexpected emotion. I was excited! It was strange, but I was actually looking forward to being thirty! I am lucky to greet thirty feeling fit and happy. There definitely have been many ups and downs getting to this point, but overall life is lovely and I am so grateful for everything and everyone in it. And today, thirty wasn't scary. It didn't cause anxiety or tears. It was a beautiful day that I was able to greet with a sincere smile and say, "hello thirty."
