As I get closer to 30, I can’t help but look back on my life. Growing up, I felt like 30 was the age that you had to have everything figured out. You have to have the job, the dream job or live in a big city and in a house. Maybe even be married with a kid on the way. Basically, I had a different life set out for myself. 30 makes me think of things I did not accomplish. I thought having the job, the city, the house, and the marriage defined success and 30 was that magic age. Now, I’m 2 months away from 30 and well… my life is different than expected.
My main question about turning 30 is would past me be proud? To be honest, I think so. I like living in Texas because I am not far from family or close friends. San Francisco was my dream city but the cost of living is a different story. I would not be able to enjoy the culture there because the majority of my money would go to rent. Marriage is a beautiful commitment but I am glad I have waited. I feel like I am still getting to know myself and I wouldn’t be a good wife if I don’t get to know myself. I am more prepared now than the past and I am excited for my future marriage. It would be great to own a house but I am not financially ready and I do not know what city I want to live in. A house is a really big commitment and it needs a lot planning. You need the money and you can not forget about the maintenance. My career is still starting and I feel good things are happening my way. I am hopeful for it, my current job and past jobs have taught me a lot.
30 might seem like the magic age to have everything figured out but there isn’t a magic age. I think whats important is that we live our lives everyday. Also, having a good support system is definitely necessary. I like getting older because it makes you realistic and when your realistic you’re better prepared for life. I know I don’t have the house, the big city life, the marriage, and the job but I am excited for 30. However, right now I am going to enjoy being 29.