What? Your old. No way. Me at Thirty.

Sometimes we just have to write the random thoughts we have. So tonight I write of thirty years of memories. My last words as a twenty something so that one day I may look back on this time and think that girl was so naive. I do think that I have made progress, but at times I still act 9. I think it may drive Shay crazy, well I know it does, but I tell him that's what he gets for robbing the cradle.

I think I have lived a good life, I have been severely happy, like the time Shay kissed me for the first time, or when I beat my brother wrestling. (I think he probably let me win) Or when I held my perfect babies for the first time and smelled their sweet hot breath.

I have also tasted sorrow, like when I have sinned or when I lost my Momma. I have forced myself to be tough when I was scared or lonely. But I have also allowed myself to cry for fear when my brother yelled while I was stranded on the toilet as a six year old, that a witch was coming through the window.

I have so many things to laugh about with so many wonderful friends I have made. Like the time Holli and I shaved our heads at school. Or when we would tell ghost stories all night and be scared out of our minds.

I have had to overcome, rise above and sometimes fall to get where I am. I have been blessed with the Gospel of Jesus Christ, so that when I fall He catches me and helps me back up.

I remember as a kid my momma saying for years she was turning 29, I would say "didn't you turn 29 last year?" She would always say "if I turned 29 last year how could I be 29 this year?" It took me a long time to realize she just didn't want to be 30. I couldn't understand why and promised myself that I would embrace thirty, I would tell myself thirty is the new twenty. Now here I am, about to be thirty and I ask myself if I will embrace it? Will I be true to that little girl that some how became me? I say why not. I realize that there is something about the body of a twenty something that has nothing to do with mine. So that lets me know it is time to move on, bigger and better, and I am not necessarily referring to my body on that one. I know that we don't know how long we have on this earth but if the next thirty years are as good as the last, I can't wait!