Why turning 30 is absolutely meaningless
Let’s just get it out of the way up front. Turning thirty is completely meaningless because absolutely nothing changes in that 60 seconds of time it takes to get from 29 to 30.
Think about it, did you feel any different at all 1 minute after midnight when you turned 23? Did you feel any different yesterday between 10:30 am and 10:31 am? I’d put good money on your answers being “no.”
Sure we’ve been told that turning thirty means you’re officially old. We’ve even been told by the more progressive crown that turning thirty is “the new black”, or any number of other silly clichés.
The truth is that age is an arbitrary concept that is vastly different in every society. In some cultures a boy becomes a man at 13 and a girl is of marrying age.
Ladies think back to that age, did you feel like you were ready to get married, settle down and start having children? Gentlemen, did you feel you were ready to go to work to provide for your family or pick up a weapon to defend your country?
If you were raised in America you probably were not even thinking of those things at that age. You may drink alcohol in other countries at a much younger age than 21. Here we say 21 is the official age of complete adulthood. So if we can understand and agree that these concepts of age are fluid and subject to our perceptions then let’s look at thirty in the same way.
Just Let Go
There is no point at all in dreading turning 30. If there is one thing we have absolutely no control over it’s the passage of time. If something is an absolute certainty and you are completely powerless to stop it why would you waste energy worrying about it?
For example, the sun so bright and beautiful in the sky, it rises every day without fail. You will agree, I’m sure, this is an absolute certainty. So will you waste your time today dreading the rising of the sun tomorrow? Again, I will bet good money your answers will be “no.”
Thirty will happen to all of us eventually, if we are lucky. Then we will be 30 years old and 1 minute…30 years old and 2 minutes….30 years old and 3 minutes. You get the idea. Those minutes are just as important as the ones that came before 30, don’t waste them by counting.
So now you're 30
This is as good a time as any to reflect on the life you have lived so far. Good, bad, beautiful or ugly it is your life and every single one of those ticking seconds have accumulated to create the astonishing being you are right at this moment.
Think back over your 30 years and remember with explicit detail all the life you’ve packed in that short amount of time.
You learned to talk and walk and use the toilet. You’ve learned algebra, geology, history and that four letter words are frowned upon. Your body has grown so fast it actually hurt sometimes. You’ve built friendships that you probably still have, you’ve made enemies that you’d rather forget. You’ve fallen in and out of love. You’ve started and ended careers, and some of you have had babies, creating new precious lives.
Now turn your thoughts forward and remember that the average life expectancy is now roughly 79+ years and growing. Using some of that simple math you struggled to learn years ago, that means you have nearly 50 years still ahead of you.
You haven’t even reached the halfway point yet kiddo. Why you’re practically still a wee babe yourself! Think of everything you’ve accomplished and experienced with a mere 30 years. Just imagine what you’ll be able to pack into the next 50. The possibilities are endless and astonishing.
No my friends do not go placidly into the days beyond 30. Throw your shoulders back and blaze into the future with all the excitement, wonder and tenacity that those years rightfully deserve. They are waiting for you, now go get ‘em!