Happy Birthday...

To Me and to Doug and to Sarah's mom and to Marcy and to Forney and to everyone else who was born on this glorious day! We are kindred spirits and I hope all of us have a spectacular day regardless of where our age needle happens to fall.
I am the third in my group of girls to hit this mark; thanks to Abby and Denise for forging the road ahead of me and setting a great example. With another group of friends I am number two (technically three but the real number two is dead to us, only chris counts at this point!), with number three not far behind in just a couple of weeks; dude we've been through worse together, I think we can handle this!
Leading up to this day I have to admit, I was worried. but now, I embrace it. I have lived quite a bit in my first thirty years, not as much as I could have but definitely more than I ever thought I would have. And I am looking forward to the next thirty years (shout out to Tim McGraw and his entertaining song on this subject) with my fabulous family, my stellar group(s) of friends, and myself. My old (old meaning former not old meaning age) self who remembers how lucky she is to be alive and have friends and family to love and love her. My old self who understand what it means to have God in her life and what it means to not have Him. My old self who laughs loud and talks loud and lives loud. My old self who is not a scrooge, or a grouch, or a general bump on a pickle.
WELCOME BACK OLD SELF, WE'VE MISSED YOU!!!