Today is my birthday! No, I'm not turning 50, as the title of this post would imply. I'm turning 31. But today is my 50th blog post! So it's kind of like a double birthday.
It seems that 31 is a more traumatic birthday than 30 was. Now I'm going to be in my 30s. I'm thirty-something, not just thirty. Weird, right?
When I was younger, I never thought I'd be bothered by age. But here I am, being bothered by 31. What am I going to do at 41? 51? Jeepers.
Age should speak; advanced years should teach wisdom. (Job 32:7)
So what wisdom could I possibly have at 31? A lot more than I had at 21, I'll say that. I think the most profound thing I've learned is how time flies once it feels like life actually starts. My childhood took forever. I couldn't get to college fast enough. Then college flew by. Then I met my husband, and time went faster. Now that I have a child, life is moving at warp speed. It's ridiculous. When you hit the good stuff, time seems to slip away so much faster.
Perhaps there should be some sort of carpe diem statement here, but I find that to be a concept you can't just tell someone to get or do. I think it's a realization you've got to come to on your own.
My advice? Come to it sooner rather than later.