This weekend I turned 30. For many of you thirty is old news, and for many of you it is yet to come. By the time you’re thirty age differences don’t really matter, and that’s awesome. It’s funny to think that all the people I graduated high school with are also experiencing this same fact this year; there were 517 of us and now we are all turning 30 this year.
So what is so special about thirty? It’s not like I was going to change significantly when the clock hit the recorded time I was born. As I was driving home from yoga the other night I was pondering what thirty would mean for me. I came easily to the conclusion that being in your thirties you are finally free of hoping, wishing, asking for other peoples’ approval. I feel like now I don’t have to prove how responsible I am. All throughout out my twenties I felt like I had to show everyone how responsible I was, and now I don’t feel that. I know it’s one of those epiphany moments, but it feels good. I can move about my life because I want to. Not to prove anything to anyone.
I would like to say thank you to all of you who gave me words of wisdom and told me how awesome my thirties will be. You are right! I am only a couple days in and already it’s looking pretty good. I welcome you thirties with open arms, let’s go have fun!