Redefining the meaning of age

I can't believe I'll be turning 30 years old this week...Wednesday, April 1st! I really never put too much thought into until these past few weeks. I mean, I always said I wanted to live to be 100, but never thought what 30, 40, or even 50 would be like along the way. I guess once you get past a wrinkle or two, and a few grey hairs, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.

I may find myself using phrases like: "I've still got it;" "I don't look as old as him/her;" and "I don't feel that old." And being carded for liquor begins to be a blessing, rather than an inconvenience.

There's nothing more elegant than the beauty of a female, when she has figured out who she is and feels comfortable in her own skin. At least for me, becoming pregnant, the birth of my first child, and now turning 30, I can honestly say I'm comfortable in my own skin. Thus far, I have been blessed with God in my life, a healthy and beautiful family, and dear friends who I hold near to my heart. I am forever grateful for the last 30 years of my life. But let's not dwell on the number, let's give age a new meaning!