different kind of milestone
In a few days, I'm turning 31. It's not the same milestone as the big 3-0, but it's still a big one. Now I'm actually a "thirty-something." When you're 30, you're just 30. Another year older and I'm another closer to middle age.
A few days ago I had a teeny tiny pity party. I hate feeling old(er). I started to miss my 20s.
I got over it.
I'm grateful for the people in my life. I have great parents. I have awesome friends. I met a wonderful guy, and I'm having the best times. Plus I'm still partying like I'm in my 20s.
Last year when I turned 30, my friends told me that this is your year to shine. I'm still shining brightly. I believe 31 will be a momentous year for me. I can just feel it. Join me for the ride.
A few days ago I had a teeny tiny pity party. I hate feeling old(er). I started to miss my 20s.
I got over it.
I'm grateful for the people in my life. I have great parents. I have awesome friends. I met a wonderful guy, and I'm having the best times. Plus I'm still partying like I'm in my 20s.
Last year when I turned 30, my friends told me that this is your year to shine. I'm still shining brightly. I believe 31 will be a momentous year for me. I can just feel it. Join me for the ride.
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