(shown here: a dejected Easter dress, ‘94)
… Let’s just say: Happy to be 30 and not 16. My 30th birthday is this week, causing me some reflection on the past.
It’s always fun to look back on my totally 90’s hair (”the water fall”, as my sisters used to call it), baggy pants, way-too-short skirts and modeling poses that I thought were really cool. However, looking past the heavy black eyeliner and waterfall hair, I was so miserable then… I’m so very glad to be out of the teenage angst.
Turning 30 doesn’t feel like a big deal at this point. Having 2 kids, a husband of almost 8 years, housework, bills, a busy calendar, and then all of the heartache & gladness within my soul after 30 years with my own crap & living in a hard world, I feel like my life reflects 30 years of life…
There is one thing: big life events make me miss my dad. Holidays, births, big birthdays, etc. That’s when it’s really obvious that he’s not here to share it with me. But at the same time, I look at all of those events/moments in a such a different way because he’s not here and I’m so aware that there’s another life, a complete life, ahead. Things here are important, but sort of not, really. Turning 30 is big… but sort of not, really…
Maybe I’m denial. I’ll let you know.
look at you, you sexy little thing! I have never seen you with long hair.
Well, I always thought you were older than me. HA! I am turning 31 this May!!!
Happy Birthday Jodie! i forgot this was the big year for you! I hope you have a great day!
Was that the dress that we took pictures of before Dad made you return it to the store for being too short? I bet that was your desired Easter dress… Happy Birthday Jodie- I’m following close behind you as you brave the 30’s.
I should explain about the “sexy” Easter dress. I bought, loved it, and then my father said, “No way, too short, return it.”
So in my bitterness I took pictures wearing it before I returned it. Those photos are some of the most classic in my album…
I remember when Dad made you get rid of that short dress. I also remember that I was relieved that for ONCE I wasn’t the one getting in trouble for something! I think it’s funny that you thought sitting crooked in an old pilly Lay-Z-Boy chair was ’sexy’ back in the day.
I wasn’t trying to be sexy… I was ticked. That face is pure teenage attitude…
Hope you are having a wonderful Birthday weekend with your family!
Love-
B&S
Oh Jodie — I remember these days well…this was right around the time that we met. You’ve come a long way, baby…this makes me want to dig out some of those old Tusc pictures…