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Here's looking at you, 20's

Today is the last day of my 20's....the greatest decade of my life so far! I just can't help but be a little overwhelmed with the journey this decade has taken me on - physically and mentally. 


I started my 20's in college - but ended them with 2 college degrees. 

I started my 20's in Arizona - but have since moved across the country, twice. 

I started my 20's as a single woman, but met my soul mate that summer in Alabama (spoiler alert, we got married!). 

I started my 20's with high hopes for travel - and was blessed to travel to so many fun places with excellent people these past 10 years. 

I started my 20's with a dream of working for NASA...that one worked out ;-)

I started my 20's with no set plans for a family, but deep down hoping that one day I could have a child, even though it would be difficult with Type 1 Diabetes - with lots of help, this far-fetched dream became a reality last year!

I have learned more, experienced more, and overcome more in this last decade than I ever planned. I have gone from college student, to college graduate, to Flight Test Engineer, to wife, to Attitude Determination and Control Officer, to mother. It's been an exhilarating ride, with incredible people alongside, and thankfully an amazingly supportive boyfriend (now husband) to hold my hand. 

But more than all these concrete signs of progress, I am a sappy mushbag of emotions as I swipe through ten years of pictures and memories - the day to day is so much more significant than any of these resume-ready-accomplishments. I am so thankful for the silly times, the weird times, the sappy times, the sad times, the plain old times....all those beers with friends times and bike rides and dog walks and garage sales and waterski mornings and convertible rides and car kisses and dance parties and meaningless parties and much needed advice. Its hard to imagine a decade better than my 20's, but I know my 30's is itching to gain the title. 

So here I come 30's!! Watch out!


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  1. Congratulations! On my 30th I couldn't help but feel like it would be hard to top my 20's. Sound like you last decade was pretty fantastic and I can't wait to see what you do with your 30's!

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