I’ll admit, I wasn’t looking forward to my thirtieth birthday. I didn’t want to cross over that threshold beyond which 80% of Grindr users won’t give you a second look.
Also, there’s the nagging sense that I haven’t achieved much in the first three decades in my life. There was so much that I wanted to see and do and I felt like I missed out somewhat.
So, I was feeling a little bit down in the dumps first thing this morning. However, an outpouring of love and generous gifts from family and friends has changed all that. Work surprised me with a small horde of gifts and a giant card signed by everyone. Thanks to everyone who sent birthday wishes.
Today has brought home that I’m surrounded by people who care about me. Whatever else happens (or doesn’t), I’ll always have that. Suddenly, growing old (dis)gracefully doesn’t seem so bad after all.