Today is my 30th birthday. I didn’t make a thirty before 30 list; I didn’t create a goal list. I spent most of my late twenties trying not to think about turning 30, and when it did manage to creep it to my consciousness, my primary emotion was dread and disappointment.
My disappointment was mostly rooted in the fact that my life looked nothing like how I thought my life would (or should) look by my 30th birthday: yes I was teaching, but I was lonely and sad that I hadn’t met the person that I would share my life and start a family with.
Then, one year ago today, I received a voicemail from a man who would become astoundingly important to me. And now, a year later, we are moving towards marriage, planning our lives together, and so astoundingly blessed.
Things can change so fast; God’s timing is perfect; my early thirties are going to be great!