The BIG 3 - 0 is not all thats it's cracked up to be.

So I turned 30. I know, it's not big deal, but I was seriously depressed about it. For the few days before the big day, I was ornery and mean. The day came and went and Jorge kept asking me if I was OK. I really wasn't. I felt old and ugly and just plain depressed. I am over that now, and there is nothing wrong with getting older. I love life and I am greatful for who I am and what I have. I have a beautiful family who loves me no matter what my age is! I love them dearly!