3...2...1...

Just three days left until the big one. Or shall I say the big 3-0?

My husband asked me the other day if I felt older, and really, I don't. I mean, one day doesn't really make that big of a difference. What is crazy to me is to realize that we're no longer twenty-somethings. We're entering middle age, with a family, a mortgage and careers. I've been considering volunteering with our college ministry next year, which caused me to reflect upon my time in college. Through my church, I had an "adopted family" who invested in me, let me do my laundry and fed me a home-cooked meal on occasion. They were more like surrogate parents than buddies. And then I realized, if I get involved with college students, THAT'S how they will view me!

But never fear. I'm not stressing over aging. I'm actually really excited about what this next decade may bring and what God will teach me.

So look out thirty, HERE I COME!

Photo: I am 30, hear me ROAR! (2007)