What My 20s Taught Me: 30 is the New Awesome.

If I must buy a LeSabre, I'll take this one.

Well, that’s it.  I’m 30.

The birthday has come and gone, followed by my first full day as a 30-year-old and, to be honest, I’m feeling pretty awesome.

I said to Simon yesterday that the strangest thing has happened since my birthday on Monday: I feel younger.  

I’ve done a bit of self-analysis, and I think this may have to do with the way 29 felt like a time of anticipation, of anxiously awaiting the turnover to my 30s.  Now it’s here, and I’ve got nothing to worry about.  I was at the very end of my 20s last week.  Stressful.  Mournful.

Now I’m at the very start of my 30s, and I feel like I’m just setting out on a big adventure.  I’m a real grownup now.  I’ve got a hot husband and a cute baby and I know who I am and what I love, and there’s a lot to celebrate about that.  I feel like my 30s are going to be full of joy and fun and discovery…and maybe even another baby or two.

I’ve got a sister who’s two years older than me and, it never fails, every time I hit an age she was two years earlier, I’m surprised I don’t feel as old and mature as I thought she seemed when she was there (not that you’re old, Sarah).   It’s just, I expect to feel older.  And I never do.

Ten years ago, 30 looked pretty close to death.  30 was downhill.  When you turn 30, I thought, you might as well start shopping at Chico’s and buy a LeSabre.

But now that I’m here, I feel pretty much the same way I felt as a 20-year-old.  No, scratch that.  I feel better.  I don’t think I’ve ever felt so comfortable in my own skin, and everyone knows that’s hot.

Some people say 30 is the new 20.

I say 30 is the new awesome.

Author: Faith

Faith Dwight is a photographer and a writer. She is a Southern American girl living just north of London with her British husband, Simon and their two halfling sons.

8 thoughts

  1. I’ve turned 30 on June, 25th and when I read this post like I was reading about myself! (how I felt before and now, hot husband etc. just minus the baby). I’m glad I’m not alone 🙂 Best regards!

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