Hello 2009

It happened, I knew it would, if I just waited long enough. A new year, for most people this means something. A new year, a fresh start, a new person. Not me, I don't change, if I want a fresh start, I just go to bed and begin a new day. A new year means nothing to me, probably because I live on a day to day basis rather than a year by year basis. I freaked out the other day because I forgot how old I was, since I was born in a year ending with a zero, it's easy for me to figure out how old I am. So I thought about what year it was and realized I was that old too, but then also remembered, I will be that old, but not quite there. Then I freaked out because my friends are turning that old and one of my girl friends is turning 30 this year. Which for her really is fine, she's married and has a child. Age is welcomed to those with their lives together.

Even though I freaked out about being almost 30, I tell people all the time I'm 30. It's easier and I am not really sure there is a difference between 28 and 30. Though I don't have my life together, I have done it all, graduated several times, married, child bearing. I think the only experiences I have left is for my parents to pass away and myself. Those would be the last milestones, so to speak. Therefore, I too, welcome age. I am proud of being this old, which I think is old when it comes to remembering experiences (like high school seems so recent) but then old when I think about how I knew people who were my age and I use to think that was so old. Whatever, I don't think that being old is a bad thing. Besides, I was born 35.