“I still remember, when 30 was old.”
I sure do, Deana Carter, but here I am – finally hit the big 3-0.
Three decades of life under my belt – some of the highest of highs and plenty of (what felt like) the lowest of lows. 865 more words
As I observe my peers within my generation, via social media, in the workplace, in public spaces, I notice one daunting characteristic that we all have in common – And that is our overwhelming need to complain…about everything. 448 more words
I’m officially in my 30s. My heart and mind haven’t been keeping up to be honest. Sometimes, I wish I could just remain that little girl I once was. 491 more words