On the day I turned 30, I made breakfast for my family, the four of us then enjoyed a scrumptious Italian buffet with my aunt, and we had a feast at home. And a few days before that, I had a lovely popiah dinner at my parents'. I was a little reluctant to turn 30, and wanted to keep things as quiet as possible. I felt old. I felt past my prime. But then... I snapped out of it. Hey! I have two awesome kids, and a lifelong companion who is the best father, and who makes me laugh everyday. All this at 30! I have every reason to celebrate. Sooo... I ate heartily, and devoured all of my three birthday cakes. Happy birthday to me.
