Wahoo Canada Day! – our country’s birthday with fireworks!!! Gotta love those fireworks. As this holiday comes around it also means I get another year older, and this year was a biggy. Yes, yes, everyone, the face behind that camera has left her sacred year of 29 and is now 30. As a matter of fact, as I write this I am 30 years and 5 days old. *Sighhh…
I wasn’t sure how to take on this new number attached to my life. How did it creep up on me so fast? Should I embrace it? Should I hide and try to shoo this day away along with it’s pyrotechnics? or was I supposed to feel something supercalafragilisticexpialidocious as the clock turned 4:54p.m.? – like a bolt of lightning going through my entire body?!…Ummmm, nope, didn’t feel that.
As I let this number marinate in my mind, I thought back to the years leading me up to this point in my life. Where did the time go? I went to school, established a career as a graphic designer, and I have a loving family supporting me in my new budding career in photography. So what more could I ask for? That is a fully loaded question I’m not sure I can answer…yet.
In my mind, I still feel as though I’m still in my early 20s – young, and ambitious yet still confused about life. Today I can say I have more assurance of who I am and what my likes and dislikes are with reasoning. Although with the future blurry, my magic future jar holds a precious wish to travel the world with my trusty camera in hand, and loved ones to experience it with me one day – A wishful image I want to come true.
With that said, there is a hopeful future lying ahead of me. I’m not going to fight this scary number anymore. I’m going to embrace this new chapter called “30″ and invite all the roman candles, bottle rockets, firecrackers, and sparklers that come along with it. So move on over Canada, those boistrous fireworks aren’t just for you, they’re for me and all the other people with an optimistic outlook to their future!!!
Below are pictures my fiancée Adam took of me before we went home to a surprise birthday party he set up just for lil’ ol’ me! It was one of the best, most priceless gifts I have ever received…what a great start to 30! Thank you Adam and my love to all my friends and family that were there…and for those who didn’t get to attend, a big thank you for your best wishes! 
Do I have a second shooter in the making?
p.s. I still get carded and I love it. When I’m asked, I smile, stand a little taller and happily hand over my license that states my date of birth, July 1, 1979 – yup, you read that right, you just carded a 30 year old!!! Baaaaaaamm Son!!! Hollaaaaa!!!
