Each time I try to sit down and reminisce about the last 10 years, I'm overwhelmed. So many things that mattered to me 10 years ago are insignificant now. Others are even more important. I've changed a lot, but some things are still the same.
I feel good about turning 30.
I have an amazing husband, two great girls, a family who loves and supports me, a purpose, a faith that becomes more unshakeable with each passing day, great friends (some of who are more than a decade old).
I pray that at 40, a lot of these statements will still be true. :)