I wasn’t originally going to even acknowledge it but today is my birthday.
It isn’t just any birthday though, it’s my 30th.
Society has deemed that I should feel something different about hitting this age but really I feel nothing about it.
Maybe this is because I haven’t really celebrated my birthday in years. The last birthday I had that was made into any type of deal was my 25th.
Mostly I think I’m in shock because it’s a realization of how much time has flown by. Since my children were born life seems to be going lightning fast.
Just the other day I found another group of old photos from my mom’s house. Here to share with you all, me at 16.
Besides how no so long ago the past seems to have been. I didn’t do anything to prep for this birthday.
I didn’t do a 30 before 30 list. Gosh I don’t even have a bucket list for the future.
I think that’s because at the moment I’m in pure survival mode and the future beyond regaining stability is more than I want to think about.
Let’s just hope that when I go to hit 40 I’ll stop and smell the roses more.
Today I have to look forward to the fact that Hubby says he’s going to make dinner and even try to bake a cake for me.
Now that I am super looking forward to!