29

I woke up this morning feeling no different than 10 years ago, only worlds wiser. The sound of a babbling baby down the hall woke me from my deep sleep. Instead of stumbling out of bed and racing to my smiley little man, my normal reaction to his calls, I looked up at the ceiling for a minute. I stretched my arms above my head and reached my toes to the foot of the bed while taking a deep breath.

Wow, I'm 29.

One more year of being in my 20s.

One more year before I consider myself a full-fledged adult.

I have a decision to make...

How will I embrace this day? This year? 

And I smiled. 

To be honest, I've always dreaded turning 30 for some reason. I feel like when you're in your 20s the world is your oyster - your opportunities are endless and the rest of your life is ahead of you. But in the last few months I've come to realize that life doesn't stop when you turn 30. It is only just beginning. And I'm not even 30 yet! I have one last year to savor my 20s, to appreciate all that I've learned, and all that I've become in this crucial decade of life. 

I am SO excited to be 29. I truly have a feeling that 29 is going to be a year of change for me. I'm not entirely sure in what ways, but I know that I will be going out of my 20s with a BANG! I hope you all join me for the ride. :-)

Okay, I'm off to enjoy the last hour of a most-perfect birthday present - some alone time at Starbucks with a good book and my computer. I'm a happy girl today.

Side Note: I remember spending hours and hours in college at Starbucks studying and envying the people who could actually come and sit at Starbucks "just for fun." So nice to actually be at that point in my life. Ha! :-)