so long 29...it's been swell.

as 2009 stole the show on december 31st, a sudden anxiety crept into my head as i looked at the calendar....januray 15th tasks: pay car insurance, pick up birthday card for friend, say goodbye to your 20's forever...**sigh** the only thing i can think to compare the dauntation (kristism) of turning 30 goes like this...

a campfire burns lively as i meet different friends during this decade of my life...20 and 21 dance wildly and i watch them disappear into the night...next 22-24 come and go....25 and 26 disappear nearly as soon as i befriend them and start feeling close to them....27 and 28 serve me well as good friends and have a bit of the same excitement as 20 and 21 yet on a more level headed scale...then along comes 29...the last of a dying breed....29 and i bond like no other and as the year swings by we learn so much from one another..as the fire dies and morning breaks i hear a rustle in the bushes....i look and see january 15th has snuck up behind me and is watching patiently as 29 and i have our fun..

one bright and sunny afternoon 29 and i are playing by the edge of a cliff..throwing rocks and sticks over watching them fall endlessly until they disappear...suddenly 29 is pushed over the edge of the cliff...i respond quickly and grab 29's hand holding tightly trying to pull her back up...as i am pulling i hear the awful laugh of january 15th....all afternoon and into the evening i work endlessly at trying to hold on to 29 for dear life...as the darkness overwhelms us i can feel 29 slowly slipping from my grip...i try and try to regain hold of her hand with no success..as daybreak hits i find myself barely hanging on to 29's fingers...january 15th looms over me and says....just let go..i'm here...29 is gone...quicker than i can blink, 29 is falling endlessly like the rocks and twigs we were throwing the day before..i put my hands over my eyes and cry...sobbing to think that 29 was the last of her kind and she is gone forever...

now the fire is but embers to remind me of the fun and carefree friends of this decade...january 15th pats my head and says ....don't cry ...i have a new friend i want you to meet...i look up my face wet with tears and see 30......(to be continued)