Now What?!?

Okay. That's it. Im officially 30. Three, zero. The hoopla's over, the last bits of confetti wiped up, and parcels and sentimental cards tucked neatly away.  As I worked off a slight hangover the morning after the celebration- I took a moment to reflect on my new number. "Thirty". Somehow with such a milestone birthday I thought for sure I would somehow feel different... but as the haziness cleared and my head stopped pounding I learned two things: 

(1)  you're exactly the same 

and 

(2) a "3" and  "0" simply replace the "2" and the "9"

As I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but search for signs. Not a single grey hair. I think I may have found a few more crow's lines around my eyes- but who can tell for sure. No  major shifts or changes. Its still the same you. A better you. A you with the experiences of your twenties behind you, a little more wisdom and a lot of class.    I realize that its okay to be where I am, just as I am and that everything will eventually fall into place. 

Im rearing to go. Up and onward. To thirty more years.... and another thirty after that.  In the meantime, I think I like the ring of "29" a whole more and plan to celebrate my 29th over and over and over again. 

With the last three decades behind me