Thirty.

Of course a day into being thirty and I don't feel any different. I should know that. I have not felt much different after any other birthday, but for some reason I guess there is this big new expectation for entering a new decade of my life that it may feel a little different.
I thought about writing a blog based on good ole Tim McGraw's song, "My Next Thirty Years." But the more and more I thought about it I had a hard time coming up with specific things I want to do in my next thirty years. Yes, I mean don't get me wrong, there are some....enjoy Emily, have more children (the number is debatable, but not up to me, but God.), visit more places, grow more in my walk with Christ, love more, be a better friend, etc.
But I don't have I guess a bucketlist type thing for my next thirty years. I love new things and opportunities and want to seize them as they come. But the more I thought about it, I realized maybe I am more content where I am. And in that contentment I have less of a need to plan and look for more to do.
Now don't get me wrong...I am human. I envy. I look at things and the way others are and want it. But I feel that God is really growing me in my contentment. This has been a prayer of mine for a while. And of course there is room for more growth...but I am thankful for where I am compared to where I have been. I had a friend recently ask me how I seem so calm and I seem to have a lot to do and in my life. I guess that is part of it. I am more content and don't feel the need to do as much or be as much as I used to be. This new role of mother has taken over and it is the best role I have ever had, and most time consuming. But in it is more contentment than I have ever seemed to know before. So if in my next thirty years I continue to grow in that, it will be even more of a blessing.