30

I don't know why people dread entering their 30's; I've been looking forward to it since I turned 29. Thirty sounds secure, all grown-up and out of the tumultuous 20's where every year comes with heaps of firsts, self-discovery, tumbles, healing, and lessons. Honestly, I feel and look no different than I did the day before, but I'm excited for what I hope this next decade will bring: confidence, growth, marriage, a family, things I've found myself wanting more and more the older I get. Friends gasp when I no longer go on the defensive when they mention the last two items on the list, but I can't lie. It'd be nice to settle down and create a home with someone someday.

Maybe 30 has been easy to slip into because I still don't fully feel grown or like I know as much as I thought I would by now. There's still quite a bit left for me to figure out (and I imagine that will never cease to be the case), but I'm now at a stage where I can't wait to find the answers - no matter what they might turn out to be. Just saying you're 30 brings with it an air of maturity and direction. Hopefully some of that will actually seep in though I can't imagine I'll ever let go of the giggly girl within.

Image: etsy.com