Today, I happily celebrate my 29th birthday.
When I was about fifteen, I thought twenty-five was so "old". Thirty-five was just plain ancient.
When I was twenty-five, I didn't appreciate my youth. I was caught up in my career, going to the bars after work with my friends, shopping, and just living each day being only responsible for myself.
By the time I was 35, I had three children and lived the life of a suburban housewife. I was convinced (and still am) that life as a 30-something woman was the best time of my life. I feel like my kids keep me young. Life is so fresh and wonderful for them. Doing things with and for them is like getting to live my life over again but through their eyes. Granted, I don't have the body I did when I was 25, before I had three kids -- but I am firmly aware that I am more beautiful today than I was back then. I have the confidence in myself as a woman that I didn't have when I was 25.
Today, December 6th, 2010, I am 39 years old. But, after turning 30 I decided that a simple solution for aging would be to just celebrate my 29th birthday every year. So, actually I am celebrating the tenth anniversary of my 29th birthday. I have a few more wrinkles and a lot more gray hairs -- but for 29, I sure do feel great!
Have a wonderful, wonderful day everyone!