Yesterday was my 30th birthday.
Tuesday was me and Steven's 5 year anniversary.
Time flies... there was so much I assumed I would have accomplished by now... successful career, house with a wrap-around porch, complete with rocking chairs, swings, and baskets of cascading geraniums and zinnias. Not to mention a husband, babies, vacation to the beach every summer. Oh, and a candy apple red mustang convertible - although my 7 year-old self would argue for a pink Cadillac.
I don't have any of these these things, with the exception of Steven, who will one day be my husband.
Still, I awake every day, and in the heart of my failed endeavors and the uncertainties that shaped my twenties, I am surrounded by people who love me.... and that, my friends, is more than enough.
So I say to my 30's (with the brave and flirty words of Pat Benetar) ... "hit me with your best shot!"
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