I preface this comment with my saying, this is not a less than subtle attempt to get added adoration and birthday wishes from all of my fan out there. Because, well it isn't.
30 is a number just like any number. Until you actually hit it. I mean, it's nothing to big, but people seemed to make a big deal of it. So I was all weirded, worried, crazed about the fact that I was turning 30 yesterday. And you know what. Nothing happened. I didn't turn into a piece of bacon. I didn't see any unicorns. I didn't turn "old". Nothing. Why??
Well, 30 is just that a number. It is between 29 and 31. It is small, infinitesimal. It is just a number. Yet people get worked up about it. Same as those who get worked up about turning 40, 50, 60. Just numbers. And you can deal with it. (Almost said you can do this, but that is someone else's schtick.) I mean, yes some mornings I wake up feeling older than a 16 year old. But you know what I am. THIRTY is just a number.
One of the kids in my Youth Group made a comment to me yesterday on Facebook, Happy Birthday.... Since you have seen so many of them. To which I responded. "Yes, yes I have. But I also can drive past 11:00." There are so many things I can do, that in the past I wasn't much able to do. Drive, drink, buy cigarettes (not that I ever smoked.), buy adult movies(not that I ever would.), vote, make my own decisions. All fun things, all great stuff. And you know what 30 is only a number.
But that got me thinking, since it is only a number. Why worry? Why sweat the small stuff. In a birthday wish from Jess, she said "