Grown up at 29?
For the most part I feel grown up. I am married, have three kids, and a place to live. I pay bills and taxes and vote.
Sometimes when I sit down after a long day, I feel older than I really am.
but then….
Sometimes when I get up in the morning I feel way younger.
Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I see myself as I was 10 years ago. I know thats my insides talking though. Not much of the outside looks like it did 10 years ago.
In the past 10 years I have been the hardest on my body, asking it to do strenuous things over and over, pushing it to the limits.
(And no, I don’t mean my exercise routine!)
Since I was 18 I have done everything more extreme – danced with more vigor, played with more spirit, laughed more dynamically and cried more vehemently.
I have to say I enjoy these adult years way more than the childhood ones….. MORE FREEDOM! Bigger penalties for offenses though, too.
Of course, thats MY adult life…been married since the month before I turned 19, had my first child 7 months later (yes, you can do the math.)
My adult life has always been shared….with someone – first my husband and then my kids.
I am 29 1/2 now….yep, 29 1/2.
The verge of 30 isnt so scary, really. It is a number….maybe a successful number for me at that.
By the time I turn 30 I will have been married 11 years, have 3 children (aged 10, 8 and 7), studied for many different things, and have a good job.
I will still have my family of origin (my Mom and sister, my Grandparents, and Dad and stepmom) plus I gained another family, my husbands, along the route to 30.
I have made GREAT friends. Women, and men, whom I can talk to about anything and love me for who I am.
By the time I am 30 I will have figured out many things….and more will unfold in those next 30 years…..
That is life…..a series of learning experiences.
At least I have figured out THAT much! 
