I'm 30 today. I don't know how I feel about it. I don't feel particularly happy about being 30, nor do I feel sad - or old. I think my height is so deceiving to people. I can't tell you how many of my patients tell me, "You are too young to be a nurse." Or ask me, "Are you a new nurse?" And it's not because I look young, I think it's just because I'm short. Real short.
But my birthday has already started good. I went on a chilly 16-degree run with freshly fallen snow. And, truthfully, running in this type of weather is much more to my liking than running in 75-degree sunny weather. Weird I am.
So here's to a chilly stay-inside birthday.
p.s. i just took this photo this morning. i love the battle of Winter vs. Spring. it's always so beautiful.