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My Next Thirty Years

I look at my life and honestly it is good. I get to stay at home, which more often that not I love. I have two kids, both healthy, happy, and smart. I have a husband whom would go the end of the earth and back for me, on most days. I have a great family, both mine and my husband's. I am healthy. But I am sitting on the edge of thirty and I do not like it.

I downloaded songs to make a summer CD for the kids (Kelly's kids, mine, and my cousin's kids) for the family reunion. I was trying to get a good mix and since we all know my taste in music leaves a lot to be desired, it was tough. But the kids listen to the same stuff I do, so I knew they would enjoy it. Amidst songs like "I'm In Love With A Stripper" and "Dirty Little Secret", I put "My Next Thirty Years". At the time I thought it was a good country song and it IS Tim McGraw. Then I listened to it and realized I was going to be in MY next 30 years. Crap. So to all who are in my boat now, how are you going to do your next 30 years? I KNOW some of you reading are turning 30 soon. Maybe not as soon as me, but soon. Besides the urge to spend my 30th birthday face down at a bar somewhere, I also realize that I am not where I thought I would be at 30. I think I am actually at a much better place. On that note, I think Tim McGraw is right. Maybe I should celebrate my age and do it better in my next thirty years.

My Next Thirty Years

I think I'll take a moment, celebrate my age
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years

Hey my next thirty years I'm gonna have some fun
Try to forget about all the crazy things I've done
Maybe now I've conquered all my adolescent fears
And I'll do it better in my next thirty years

My next thirty years I'm gonna settle all the scores
Cry a little less, laugh a little more
Find a world of happiness without the hate and fear
Figure out just what I'm doing here
In my next thirty years

Oh my next thirty years, I'm gonna watch my weight
Eat a few more salads and not stay up so late
Drink a little lemonade and not so many beers
Maybe I'll remember
My next thirty years

My next thirty years will be the best years of my life
Raise a little family and hang out with my wife
Spend precious moments with the ones that I hold dear
Make up for lost time here
In my next thirty years

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alimum said…
hello!

I wanted to be first to leave you a comment!

very cute picture

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