tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34807404915962107092011-09-26T17:39:00.213-07:00Pamelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189164017439278556noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480740491596210709.post-52560962597775135032007-09-06T10:43:00.000-07:002007-09-06T10:53:39.363-07:00Thank God that is over!<br /><br />I know that is not a common reaction to the event of turning 30...but I personally, am glad my 20's are over. My twenties had their ups and downs, but mostly they sucked.<br /><br />In your twenties, you are still unsure of yourself, not grounded, not comfortable in your own skin. I made a lot of mistakes in my 20's that I am still paying for. I went through single parenthood of a beautiful daughter, financial woes, a wild streak, drug addiction and recovery of a loved one, marriage, a wonderful son, moving to a new city twice, meningitis....Shall I go on?<br /><br />On my 30th birthday I felt this sense of relief....I am 30....I don't have to try to keep up with the young fads that never work for me...I do not have to try to impress anyone other than my husband and kids, cause nobody cares anyway. In your 20's friends are everything...now they are like seasoning in my life, but they are not the whole meal. In my 20's, I liked who I was if I thought others liked who I was...Now, I like who I am and if someone doesn't, I don't give a damn. I can confidently make my own decisions, even if they meet the disapproval of well meaning friends. I can look how I want, dress how I want, spend my time how I want and most of all, say NO when I want to.<br /><br />I look forward to my 30's...the older women say it gets better from here. I hope they are right.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480740491596210709-5256096259777513503?l=bandana-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Pamelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07189164017439278556noreply@blogger.com0