Birthday of my better half
Friday, June 17th, 2011
Today is Pickle’s 30th birthday. It doesn’t really seem like that long ago when we met, but I remember that I was crushed not being invited to his 21st. So, my crack mathematical skills tell me that was 9 years ago. Nine years seems like a pretty long time when you’re only 30.
That’s right I said it, only 30. Everyone seems to make a big deal about turning 30. The age of adulthood, ushering in the decline of your youth. But I love 30. I love my self assurance, my ability to make honest connections, and my confident sense of awareness. Sure, I don’t much care for the unpleasant (after only two glasses of wine) hangovers, my “fine lines” and pimples combined (skin, get that figured out please), and the full-on reality checks that come with bills and bank statements. But the years 30 and 31 have been some of the best ones ever- filled with true love, honest friendship, and humbling lessons.
So today, my dear husband, I celebrate with you. 30 and counting…
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