I remember being about 21 when I watched a particular Friends episode, the one where Rachel reuses to come out of her room because she was turning thirty. To me, thirty seemed old, and I could totally understand Rachel freaking out over it. I could imagine myself willing those clock hands to stop so I could remain in my twenties and be 'forever young'. I mean, who on earth would look forward to turning thirty and getting old? Even when I searched for images on Google I constantly came across ones like these:
Nine years later, and it's my turn. And, you know what? I'm pleasantly surprised to discover that I'm relishing turning thirty, and that I truly believe that my thirties will be the best decade of my life so far. For me, my twenties was all about searching and discovering who I was exactly. I'm so content with all aspects of my life right now, and can't wait to celebrate with my friends and family on Saturday night.
Aren't thirties then new twenties anyway? Yay for turning 30 today!