The Great Depression and Roaring 20s Mingle

I think I look great for my age. I'm 29 years old, and I still feel like I have "it". Lately, I've been feeling older.

I hate that we, women that is, put so much pressure on our physical appearance. I'll be the first to admit that I do feel a little better about myself when I have on make-up and a great outfit. However, I find it just as easy to leave the house in sweats, no make-up, and a t-shirt. Either way, it's still me.

I'll be turning the big 3-0 in less than six months. I've been thinking about what that means for me. I'll have you know that I could not come up with a captivating answer. For me, thirty is just another chapter.

I should have my mind settled on where I'm heading, but I am still exploring. I was never decisive when it came to the course my life should take (in reality, we do not control our destiny...Got God?). So I guess I've spent my twenties taking risks. And I couldn't have been more pleased.

I'm not in a good place right now. Yes, I said it. No sugar-coating, frolicking-in-the-grass, happy-happy-joy-joy over in these parts.  Each day presents a challenge for me. I never know just what, or who, is knocking at the door. And it's not always opportunity.

Still, I'm here.
And almost 30...

1 comment:

  1. I know the feeling.. although I don't feel like I still have it! I feel like I've lost it! LOL You are beautiful and you definitely do not look close to 30.


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