i looked at my thirty before thirty list that i wrote some two years ago this morning, the eve of my thirtieth birthday. there are a good number of checkmarks but not thirty, no, not thirty. tomorrow it will become the thirty while thirty, i suppose. this last year has been so good but i'm anxious to say good-bye to my twenties. i feel like i've spent the majority of this past decade on my way. shifting and juggling identity changes (student, adult, wife, momma) and not knowing what it is i'm supposed to be doing. finding my way has long been important to me and this past year, this past year has shown me that i'm there - i finally made it.
and tomorrow i'll turn thirty.
tonight, i'll go to dinner with friends i made this past year. and after dinner, we'll go to our favorite place and sew for a few hours. i'll come home and tuck in my little night owl who will surely wait up for me and then i'll wait for that clock to strike midnight.
and i'll be thirty.