Almost 30.

As I bask in the last few days of my twenties, I’m suddenly realizing that these are the last few days of my twenties. No matter where my life goes from here, I’ll never again be in my twenties. For that, I’m truly thankful.

I turned 20 in 2004…the same year The Notebook and Mean Girls were released; Usher topped the charts with Yeah! and Burn, Janet Jackson flashed the world, Ben Affleck dropped J-lo for Jennifer Garner, and George W. Bush was running the country. Me? After too much basketball and perfecting the bowtie for my shifts at The Tombs, I was on academic probation and holding on by a thread to my completely undeserved education at Georgetown University. I was summering in Long Island…which included living with my grandparents, an unofficial internship at MTV, and a waitressing job that almost got me kicked out of the house by my grandparents. I was a math major for two weeks, psychology major, and met my first college boyfriend. I had a flip phone and I didn’t have a gmail account.

It is truly amazing what can change over 10 years. Just like the celebrity news, presidents, chart-topping hits, I’ve changed. I’ve learned about myself, about life, about death, about relationships, about careers, about friendships.

In the past 10 years, I managed to get a degree from Georgetown and suddenly realized exactly how much clout that name carried on my resume. I was fired three times and started my own company once. I’ve been dumped once, broken up with three people, been “the other woman” two times too many, been cheated on once (that I know of), and spent far too much time settling for “it’s complicated”. I moved in with my grandparents (again), said goodbye as they moved to Atlanta, then truly said goodbye when granny passed away. I’ve battled (and beaten) bulimia, completed four half marathons, and witnessed the end of both Loehmann’s and Filene’s Basement. I’ve gone through four flip phones, four blackberries, and two iPhones. 

in 2004, I had no idea where I wanted to be in 2014. Today, I have no idea where I’ll be in 10 years, and I’m okay with that. Looking forward to my thirties. 


2 thoughts on “Almost 30.

  1. Beautifully written. I know one thing. In 10 years, it’s my honest hope that we will still be best friends. I’m sorry I’m missing your big bday celebrations, but I hope you know just how much I love you and how blessed I feel by having you in my life.
    Kick ass partying will be had upon my return. X

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