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Many females -- especially if they’re single and don’t want to be, or they’re in a relationship where they don’t know where things are going, or if they haven’t accomplished something in particular they wanted to do -- look at the prospect of turning 30 and think they should have done something…bigger…than what they have. It’s a big turning point; when you enter your 20s from your teens, it’s usually not considered a big deal. But going from your 20s to your 30s -- now, that’s a different story.
I still have a few years in front of me before I hit my 30th year, and it would be easy enough from this vantage point to say those feelings of insecurity won’t affect me -- but who can say that for sure? Who knows how I’ll feel in just under three years’ time? At this point, I still have time to think about what where I’d like to be, and what I’d like to be doing, without stressing too much that I won’t be able to reach my goals. (Or in my case, I feel like I still have time to actually decide what it is I want those goals to be.)
One thing I’ve noticed, though, is that the prospect of turning 30 seems to be worse than the reality. Once a person reaches this age and realizes they still feel like the same person, it’s easy enough to keep going with their life as they have up to that point. I’ve had more than one person tell me they really enjoy being in their 30s; that they wouldn’t want to go back to being in their 20s. I can’t say that I’m sitting here at the age of 27 and wanting to be older, but knowing that when I get to that point I’ll most likely be okay with where I am, makes me feel a lot better.
Samaraleigh feels comfortable being in her 30s.
I remember when I was quickly approaching my thirtieth and my older friends would rant and rave about how great the big 3-0 was. Back then, in my 20-something naïveté, I thought it was a big old lie they were telling me. To make them feel better about getting older. I quickly discovered it was not a lie at all. Since turning 30 some 7 years ago I have learned a lot about me. I don’t feel the need to sugar coat my words, or explain my actions. I don’t apologize for my mistakes and I no longer beat myself up over them either. I don’t live by someone else’s definitions of what I should be, how I should look or what I should wear. My madness is my own, even without rhyme or reason.
I can drink with the best of the 20-something crowd. But I have the wisdom to know when to stop. I take pleasure in my size 10 frame. I have a level of confidence that most women in their 20s have yet to discover. The type of confidence that attracts men of all ages. From 22-62. Yeah, you can’t do that in your twenties.
Joanne is okay with being in her 30s, but she doesn't like the toll that aging is taking on her body:
Yes, I know, I turned 30 months ago! No need to remind me. This weekend Paul and I are traveling to LA for Rich and Saran’s 30th birthday celebration cruise to Mexico. The pending 30th birthdays brought back my reservations about hitting this milestone. I’m not one to be all dramatic and sad about switching decades, and I’ve long said that age is just a number. (because, it is!) BUT, turning 30 definitely brought me to reality in terms of physically aging. I still feel young and will forever exercise and eat well to slow down the process of aging, but it is a reality that I am a human being whose natural course is to age.
I love being older and supposedly “wiser” (ha!), but physically, I do miss going out for run, not stretching, and feeling no pangs of soreness whatsoever. And let’s be honest, I’m vain, so I can do without the wrinkles. What about the days when hangovers only lasted a couple hours, if at all you ever even got one? Who am I kidding? I can’t even have 1/2 a beer without feeling tipsy. Sigh….
Mean Katie knows how big a deal it is to turn 30, but she has a good attitude about it.
