So, here I am, relaxing in the passenger side of what is ‘our’ Princess or ‘our’ Red as Kenrick likes to put it. This is the first time I’m going to attempt to hammer out a blog post using my new iPhone keyboard and the BlogPress application. Kenrick has foolishly agreed to drive the entire distance from Port Canaveral, FL to Covington, GA. All I have to do is give him $250,000 in Zynga Poker chips. Sigh, if only he’d taken $1 million in lieu of having frivolously spending it at the casino on the ship. Oh well, it’s just money, right? And in the new year, as Jamaicans would say, ‘fi we free paypa bun!’

Yesterday was the big event, I officially turned 30. I say officially because I have long acted like a person whose 20s were long behind them. In many ways I feel even older than my beau who age is truly a number. At the ripe age of 46 he neither looks it, feels it, or acts like it. Is it bad that I feel as though my ‘best’ years are behind me? Hopefully it’s not my most financially lucrative.

One can’t help but to take some time on a birthday, and a significant one, to reflect on their life. I realized that while I may not be where I thought I’d be (married with children), I’m exactly where I should be. I’ve spent a lot of time wondering and worrying about where my life should be and less on where it is and accepting and enjoying it for what it is and what it’s not. Having Kenrick in my life has brought so much change in perspective and views. It’s often easy to say, without being put into a situation, what it is you will and won’t do. You often find that theory and practice is quite different. I’m not saying that I’m a different person but I am saying that in a lot of ways I’m not the person I was 6 months ago.

I look out at the road ahead of me, both figuratively and literally, and I think about the experiences of my past, life as it currently is, and the mystery that lay ahead in the next chapters of my life.