I’ve been calling it my Thirties Eve.
Birthdays don’t tend to hit me hard. Sixteen was interesting; my headteacher at the time gave me a card that said a more diplomatic version of ‘golly, we thought you might have snuffed it by now’. Twenty-one surprised me, even I suspected that I might have pegged it by then. But ever since that time, the passing of years has been a joy. My twenties have brought me so much happiness; a reunion with the love of my life, children that make my heart beat a little faster whenever I look at them. My twenties brought stability and financial security, my twenties brought wonder.
Twenty-nine feels like the beginning of the end of something beautiful. And whilst I have such high hopes for what thirty will bring, I feel nervous.
I guess it’s a good thing that I have a year to prepare.
Tell me what your thirties have been like for you..?