To be perfectly honest with you...30 does not freak me out! Not in the least.
Now, knowing that in the next 10 years I'll be turning 40, does freak me out a little.
I don't think 40 is old, mind you...it's just that me, being 40 seems crazy.
Me being 30 actually seems crazy, but it doesn't freak me out.
I mean, when I was born, they didn't expect me to ever turn 1...let alone make it to 30.
*Side note: I'm listening to aol's Awesome 80's station and it makes me happy ;0)
Back to the blog :)
Yet, here I am...30 years old. Let's ponder on this for a moment.
When I was little, I thought 30 was old. I mean, my Mom was in her 30's...and when you're a little kid, you think your parents must have been around when dinosaurs roamed the earth, and that they witnessed Jesus' teachings firsthand.
The thought of being 30 never even enters your mind.
Throw on top of that, a chronic disease, and the odds of hitting that big of a milestone greatly decreases even more.
But you know what?
I LOVE IT!
I love knowing that I beat all the odds that the medical professionals put in front of me.
I love knowing that the dreams I've had for myself, I've made a reality.
I love knowing that I didn't let CF get in my way.
I love knowing that the dreams I still have are no farther out of reach than any of the dreams that have already come true.
I love knowing that when I was born, the life expectancy for someone with CF was 8 years old, and that today it's 37.5 years old...and I love knowing that when I turn 37.5 the life expectancy will be even higher...or better yet...I love knowing that by that point, we may have a cure for CF!!!!!
So the BIG 3- 0 doesn't scare me...I happily embrace it actually!
So, thank you, to all of you wonderful people who have helped make these 30 years so wonderful for me!
I look forward to the fun that the next 30 will bring, and the 30 thereafter!