turning thirty

So today's the big day. I'm 30. 3. 0. No longer a twenty-something. It seems old, but I don't feel that way. I feel tired sometimes but not old. It's been a good thirty years. I've done some good things and enjoyed a lot of things. I've got a great family and have made some remarkable friends that will always be good friends no matter how far away they are. I've gone to school and studied something I truly enjoy. I've worked at a job I loved with people whom I care about. I've married a great guy. I've had two unique and sweet children who frustrate me sometimes but amaze me always. I've done some traveling. I've learned a lot of things. I'm excited to keep going, to see what new things may come in my life. I read somewhere that the number 30 brings luck and means that brilliant, creative things are on the horizon. I'd like to see what they are.