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|Remember the day you turned 30? Man I do, it was like 15 years went by in a blink. I'm still coping. I was an engineer at an aerospace company with upward mobility. Suddenly everything looked downhill. 10 minutes later someone said I had misspelled a word and I forgot all about it but it still haunts me.|
Posted: 1/21/2013 9:34:46 AM
|Yes I do, I was working in my first internet startup, seawater was coming out of my nose because I surfed before work everyday, and I was just a few years from getting married with kids and cats....my career peaked when I was 45 and now I'm semi retired. It never felt downhill to me, even after my divorce, it just seems like a weird movie with exciting new chapters, and a mysto ending.....|
Posted: 1/21/2013 9:47:03 AM
|Never even thought about it, but then again, I do not celebrate birthdays like most, so just another year to look forward to living life, enjoying adventures, and sharing times with others that want to be around me.|
Now, if everything looks downhill to you, I suggest that you move out to the mountains and look up, climb up, and then do the next one.......attitude is what it is all about, and doing something about it!!
Posted: 1/21/2013 10:35:26 AM
|Op, some are trapped in this mindset that life now is downhill--it doesn't have to be--|
My father died the day after my 27th birthday, I guess after that I didn't care that much about birthdays.
Posted: 1/21/2013 11:01:06 AM
|I was raising a child at the time who had special challenges, so I don't recall. Soon after my 30th, I became pregnant w/ my 2nd child, so I didn't have time to ponder my age, let alone anything, LOL!|
Giggles, I am sorry you lost your Dad at such a young age...
Posted: 1/21/2013 12:14:37 PM
|I don't remember a thing about it. Birthdays are not significant enough to stand out on their own. My maternal grandparents lived just shy of 100 and I just don't see myself as old. I'm not even half way there yet.|
Posted: 1/21/2013 3:04:21 PM
|I remember that day very well.|
I was horrified that the best years of my life were over!
I was working at BASF, would still be there had they not sold out, went to the liquor store on the way home.
Turning 40, was easy. I wrote down all the things I was thankful for and went on.
I turned 50, December 28th (2012) and it didn't bother me.
I still have a hard time saying I am 50, lol.
I still feel young and I am very active, so I am okay with it.
Posted: 1/21/2013 3:57:43 PM
|I don't recall.|
I was too busy working, struggling, being married, and raising my sons.
A busy life smooths over needless angst.
Posted: 1/21/2013 4:06:35 PM
|30 ...nope, can't remember. Now 31. Yes I do ...my daughter was born the day after my 31st birthday.|
Posted: 1/21/2013 4:49:25 PM
|My sister died at 29, she didn't get to turn 30.|
Posted: 1/21/2013 5:28:28 PM
|I barely remember the day when I turned 50!|
Posted: 1/21/2013 8:29:53 PM
|My sweet neighbors thought it would be nice to tie thirty black balloons on the porch railing. So when I came home from work, I turned the corner, saw all those balloons and burst into tears.......|
Posted: 1/22/2013 12:21:12 AM
|Most of my best friends had moved out of town in the last couple of years and I was kinda down - I think I was feeling somewhat aimless in life and it was odd, because I never felt like that before, and since then I reverted to not worrying about being aimless. Just seems that particular year, I really felt the weight of age.|
Posted: 1/22/2013 8:23:14 AM
|I was six months preganant w/ my second son, and spent the night watching OJ be chased around LA till 2am. |
My husband went to bed right after dinner, so I slowly ate half a TCBY cake, and watched the excitment. If only I had been able to drink instead. sigh.
Posted: 1/22/2013 2:09:22 PM
|I turned thirty after an extraordinary residence in Southern Africa. I returned to US, and though it's been hard readjusting my life in America since, I was clearly not the same woman who left it, in her twenties. I went on to study writing and then global studies, using all of what I learned abroad and within me. |
Now, that I'm approaching 40, I grieve the end of my superficial youth is declining, but the wisdom I have earned will help me knock out all of societies expectations that I should be an "old maid," at my age. Albeit I have a responsibility to the younger ladies (and no, I am never threatened by them), I can still be youthful as I naturally am. I still play video games and at time wear unmatched socks. :)
Posted: 1/22/2013 2:38:51 PM
|I could not wait to turn 30. My goals were to have my children, a career and a house of my own by age 30. My boys were born at 27 & 29, I had a great career, and we were in escrow on our house when I turned 30. Best year ever. Turning 40 was fun and 50, which should have been the tough one because it came after the divorce, wasn't. My goals were to have both boys on their own, to have my degree earned, a great career and a home of my own, and savings in the bank. All my 50 year goals are met. Life has not gone downhill one iota...it has been a wonderful adventure at every age.|
Posted: 1/22/2013 5:19:51 PM
|No, I don’t remember turning 30- or 40 or 50. I can remember generally what was going on in my life at those times, but have never been very concerned about my age or birthdays. Each year is better than the last. That's sad to view life as having been better in the past.|
Posted: 1/22/2013 5:33:47 PM
|OP, you are saying something.|
Often when people asked me how old I was, I'd say 26, automatically, and with full integrity and honesty, then I would think about and say "sorry, I have to make a correction: I'm 34" or 29 or 36. I think I was thirty-nine by the time I got into routinely knowing my own age off 26.
but being thirty nine was no bed of roses, either. At around that time I was dating for a seven-year period (remember the 30 year old war? the Seven year itch? 9-1/2 weeks?) a woman who was I think 73 when I finally said I can't take any more of this. The seven year period was not one long, continuous, bleeding. I meant our relationship lasted end-to-end seven years.
From 38 to 52 it was one long, continuous blur, years totally lost to growth and to embettering myself and humankind. Never again, I promised myself. You know, the rat race, and it was awful. I had to shower every morning and wear a suit! I was smarter than them, though, I only brushed my teeth once a week.
Most people would have killed for the job I had then, but I would kill anyone on site unseen if I had to do that job again, or any job, really, that did not involve entertaining tall, willowy, blonde women.
Posted: 1/22/2013 5:42:37 PM
|"I turned 50, December 28th (2012) and it didn't bother me."|
U seem like one of them new-fangled progressive folks who have their birthdays on different dates every year.
I belong to a Proglomentatiaran sect, we have thee birthdays each year, because we count time in Mars Years. Makes for a lot of presents, and the scriptures say that your spouse must perform any act you ask her or him to, except kill spiders if she is a woman, and watch figure skating on the tube if he is a guy. But he has to eat quiche, and she has to cheer on any of his favourite world wrestling federation character he got a McDonald's in the little bag.