Two weeks from today I will celebrate my 30th birthday. I’m sort of ready to leave my 20s, but I’m definitely not as excited as I was when I left my teenage years behind. I guess part of the problem is that I haven’t had a proper birthday celebration since my 12th birthday. It’s always been a quiet celebration at home, which is fine most years but it does make me feel sort of crappy during the milestone birthdays. Or maybe the bigger issue is that so much has happened/changed in the past few weeks, some of it really good, but some of it not as great.
Still, I know there are some wonderful things waiting for me and I’ve made so much progress. It’s just been a little harder to see the light lately, but I’m still trying and that’s what counts.