As a little girl I never could imagine being a 30-year-old woman. Today as I was in the bath, I realized that my age was a big 3 in front of a 0. I had a hard time believing it. A 1 and a 2 in front of a 0 doesn't seem like much, but a 3!!! I have been alive for 30 years and know so little. I thought I would be very accomplished and wise by now, but the only wisdom I have are my wisdom teeth that should have been taken out a long time ago. I thought I would have tons of money in the bank and be well traveled. The truth is I got married at the age of 20 and had all my children by the time I was 26. I guess I am accomplished in different ways. I am happy, in love, and enjoy being a mother. I have a bright future and feel like there is much to conquer still. "Chin up," I tell myself. "Don't cry," there is still plenty of time to do all the things I wish I had done.
I just want to thank all of those great people who make me feel like I am joining this really cool club of 30-year-olds. I also adore hearing how young I am from the truly wise adults who have been there years before. I never thought I would enjoy hearing that I am a spring chicken, a young pup, or just a child/kid, as much as I do today!!!
I do realize that 30 is just a number, but for me, it is a time of reflecting back and realizing how little I have everything figured out. Maybe that in its self is a tiny piece of wisdom that comes with turning 30.

