29

Can you believe it?  I'm 29 years old.  I didn't think much of it until my mom said it was a bit hard for her...me being the baby of the family, and all.  That made me start thinking about how much time 29 years actually is.  Long enough for me to go through school, find the other half of myself, establish myself in my chosen profession, become a home-owner, give three lovelies a home, and realize that I'm one year away from 30.  It's not that being 30 scares me, it's the realization that I'm entering another decade of life.  That's a bit surreal.

I've started dreaming about what my thirties will bring...I think I like it :) 

Thank you, friends, for all the well-wishes on my birthday.  I spent my actual birthday pampering myself, something I realized I don't do enough, and I have vowed to do more this year. The next day, my family gathered for a fun dinner celebration.  Being surrounded by family made me take a step back and count my blessings.  I've been so blessed in life, and I remind myself of that every chance I get.