tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33203402329498662042011-08-30T18:55:52.407-07:00Ms. Kylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11096010254180813280noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3320340232949866204.post-39582649755286754172011-08-28T22:21:00.000-07:002011-08-28T23:05:43.665-07:00<a href="http://www.makingthishome.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/birthday-candle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 440px;" src="http://www.makingthishome.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/birthday-candle.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a> <br /> <br />Shouldn't life get easier the older you get? Like, I've been here a long time already and the longer I've been here the more I should know about stuff and things. But it never ceases to fail that life actually just gets more complicated. I suppose that's why there are so many books and philosophies and groups about how to find some freaking peace with it. oh geez.<div> <br /></div><div>Well, my official count down started tonight for my 29th birthday. It's a' coming! One week from today - <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">B A M! 29</span>. I have a good outlook about this upcoming year. It's the LAST year in my 20's. How could it not be just the <i>best</i> ever? I'm truly surprised there's not more hype about being 29. Sure, there are lots of people who have caught on to the oh-so-clever "annual" 29th birthday party, and for good reason - but there has to be more to it than just the fear of being 30. I believe something magical happens this year. An embrace, a lightness, a freeness and a celebration -- of a decade of lessons (some prettier than others) that I got to learn all on my own! A decade of independence, fun, flailing, love, drama, fear, PAIN, ebb and flow and joy. My 29th year undoubtably will be a tribute to my 20's and glimpse into what my 30's could possibly have to offer. </div><div> <br /></div><div>Twenty nine is not a year to pass up with thoughts or comments such as, "You're practically 30" or "almost in your 30's". I am giving myself this whole year to milk every last moment as a twenty something. A twenty nine year old to be exact. Seven days to my birthday. What to wish for......</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3320340232949866204-3958264975528675417?l=luckytwentynine.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ms. Kylahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11096010254180813280noreply@blogger.com0