Just Write: Celebrating 30th birthday like a kid
Everybody seems to have an opinion about turning 30.
Those who already have done so offer their advice for coping with the major milestone, and those who think the big date is far from their purview chime in, as well.
The agony I've faced for the past year ends now, as I officially am 30 years old today. Cue the song and light the candles.
When I was a child, I always imagined 30 to be a decrepit age exclusively for adults. That meant no more video games, junk food or cartoons.
In my teens, as I neared the halfway point to today, I envisioned having a family, a dog, a car, a house and my dream career. But that also meant no video games and things only children did.
This mysterious checklist of items I needed to have by the time my 20s ended seemed to include so much adulthood, it felt as though I wouldn't know the 15-year-old me at all.
As the years ticked by and today's date crept closer, I kept thinking I still had time to complete that checklist. When I turned 29, though, I realized the list didn't matter.
I guess I always knew the list was a sham.
I have a job I love, bought a car a few months ago, enjoy my friends and think my cat, Belle, is better than any dog ever could be.
And I'll likely spend my birthday eating junk food and playing Mario Bros. — something I've done ever since I thought 30 was old.
But let's be honest, I'm not willingly turning 30. I've accepted the fact there is no turning back.
Maybe the only thing I regret today is that my grandma isn't here with me to celebrate. She'd be 83 today.
Bobby Cherry is a staff writer for Trib Total Media. He can be reached at 412-324-1408 or firstname.lastname@example.org.