Tomorrow, I turn 30.... HMMM...30. I use to wonder what that will be like.. ya know... being 30. Does 30 FEEL different? Will I KNOW so much more? Will I be let in on the SECRET? and will my face really SAG? I thought in my 20's I would have found myself, done it all, accomplished many things...truth is I haven't, I didn't. My 20's were not what I imagined, and I did imagine.... Embarrassed to admitt i sat and watched everyone else. Instead of having regrets, being ashamed, wishing I could go back and do some creative REwriting and wake myself up. I can't. This is me....
A few days ago i got a phone call after a lump was removed from my left breast, "It's not cancer, everything is fine." (payback for making fun of them for so long) ... I have a chance here if you're giving them out.. I will take it THANK YOU VERY MUCH! Waste it, not this time. I know deep, DEEP inside this akward girl, is the REAL me. She's fun, strong, crazy? (well yes) unique, and somewhere, somewhere.... she's beautiful. So, 30? Why YES... I'd love to THANKS! Bring on the birthdays, and on and on and....
