I know what you’re thinking....Most of you probably want to hit me over the head with a magazine. But I am. I’m getting older. Throughout college I’d started joking with friends that we were “getting old.” But now it’s really true.
It hit me a few weeks ago: I’m going on 30! I am! Although I’m only 23, I’m not going on 20; I’m going on 30. Dustin Comm; going on 30. Of course it doesn’t help when I work with kids who think anyone over 25 is too old to be at certain youth events, and talk about experiences “back in the day” as the 90’s!! The 90’s seem like they were just a few years ago, but here we are almost a decade removed from that time. And the “where will you be in 5 years?” question they ask you in college? I’m “in 5 years” now! There’s nothing to look forward to now! :) Just kidding.
But really, is it all downhill from here? Getting older has always been an exciting thing as I’ve grown up. I’ve never actually pondered getting older like I am now. Maybe that means I’m gaining perspective as I mature, but maybe it also means I kind of like where I’m at right now. And I always hear people wish they could be back in their twenties, so, “I am!” What can I do now to make it better?!
And the last depressing thought is that I’m probably a third of the way done at this point. When my dad turned 50 he said, “Well, I’m halfway home.” :) I don’t think he was taking the national averages into consideration, although he’ll probably be right; however, if I go with the common lifespan, I’ll only have 2/3 left. I guess I better make use of it. Maybe I’ll blog a “bucket list”...