Club 3-0
Maybe this is a little narcissistic of me, maybe not. After all, this blog by its very existence is fairly me-focused, so why not embrace it? Speaking of embracing things, that's what I'm trying to do with 30. As of 4ish this afternoon, I'll officially be a part of Club 3-0, a phrase coined by my good friend Cherie.

I had a lot of fun in my 20s - a lot, and I have very few regrets. I was happier during this decade than ever in my life. Not because I had a bad childhood, but because I have truly relished being an adult. Independence, self-awareness and confidence are things that I craved as a kid, even if I didn't know it at the time. Even as you grow out of innocence and encounter all the responsibilities, sadness and frustrations of life that come with adulthood - bills, taxes, war, death, disease, divorce - there is great solace and peace in knowing who you are and being comfortable in your skin. Even when you don't know where exactly you're going, knowing that God is leading the way removes any lingering doubt.

My iPhoto collection is not even close to exhaustive, but I was able to pull out a few "birthdays of the past" that happened to be in there for reminiscing sake. Enjoy. And Happy Birthday - to me. :D


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1994


2006