30 years…

So.. I turned 30 earlier this week.  It really sounds old.  I don’t feel old, but it just sounds old.  I practically remember when my parents were 30.  I remember when 75 seemed ancient and now that keeps sounding younger and younger.  It’s all about perspective, right?

Birthdays always make me pause and reflect over my life.  Remembering many memories – funny, dumb, glorious, dreadful, failed, and successful moments.  I feel like I’ve been through a lot of different experiences in my life, but it also makes me anxious for what still lies ahead.  What else is God going to teach me?  How else is He going to use me?  What is left for my purpose here on earth?

My mom sent me a text the day before my birthday asking how I felt – the last day of my 20’s.  My quick answer was, “Fine – not really different.  It sounds old but I can’t stop it from happening!”  And shortly after that I looked down at my daughter crawling on the floor and instantly got tears in my eyes.  I thought, how DOES it feel?  To be honest, my 29th year was probably one of the greatest and I felt overwhelmed in that moment.  I am so blessed to be her mom.  I scooped her up and gave her a big hug and told her how much I love her!  So am I sad the year’s over?  Not really – I just look forward to what God has in store for the years to come.

I’m also 2 years older than David, so he loves reminding me that I’m “old.”  But he can no longer say you’re almost 30… he now just has to deal with it! :-)

In all seriousness though – God has been faithful as I reflect over the last 30 years of my life.  It hasn’t always been easy but He remains constant and ever-present in and through all circumstances.

I even got to celebrate with my sister, just like when we were little.  We often had shared birthday parties because our birthdays were only about a week apart.  Tiffany made us a cake that my mom always made too – angel food with candy to decorate.  It was still as good as I remembered it!!