My Opinion

30

Today I turn 30. At first, this blog post was going to be all wise about the passage of time and stuff. Then I remembered that I’ve spent the last month living out of suitcases and basically couch surfing around DC before throwing on a backpack and heading to Central America. I’m writing this on an iPhone while sitting sunburned on a beach it took me an hour to hike through the mud to. No one thinks I’m wise.

So then I was like maybe I’ll write about how 30 isn’t that old. But I kind of feel like a hypocrite because I’ve been moaning all over Panama this week about how I’m basically a senior citizen. (Sidenote: Bless you random travelers who indulged our friends in a game of “guess how old she’s turning.” You’re liars, but I’ll never forget when you said 22. Actually, I probably will forget it. Soon. I’m old now, you know?)

So anyway, I’m just going to say this. I wouldn’t trade one single second of the last 30 years and that’s due entirely to my amazing family and wonderful friends. I’m immensely grateful for these three decades. Thank you to each and every one of you.