My 30th birthday is right around the corner, so I figured it was time for 30-year-old me to talk to 20-year-old me. Enjoy.
30-Year-Old Me: Hey girl!
20-Year-Old-Me: Hey! You look great! I’m not really sure what I thought 30 would look like, but you really look great and I love your hair. It fits you.
30: Thanks, lady! I actually still get teenage holler. They know I’m older, but some of the bolder ones try anyway.
20: Nice! So, where do you live? What do you do? I see you have a wedding ring.
30: I’m not really sure how much I should tell you. I don’t want you to know everything. That would make life pretty boring. I will just say that I live in a very fun, lively city, I am doing your dream job and I am married. He’s a great guy!
20: You’re right, telling me everything would make stuff pretty uneventful. You must live in New York or L.A. I don’t see myself staying in Michigan and you have to be a writer. Are you a writer?
30: *Laughs* I so can’t tell you, but I will say that I’m happy and one of your city guesses is correct.
20: You’re a writer living in New York! I just know it. That’s hot! So, who do I marry? It’s not him is it?
30: Him? As in the guy you’re seeing right now?
20: Yeah, him.
30: I think you’re smart enough to know the answer to that. I will say though, that my (your) husband is a really good guy and your family loves him, but you’ll go through some pretty significant ups and downs with love by the time you’re me.
20: Oh, I see. That’s dope though that I’ll be a married writer living in New York. That’s the dream!
30: I’m not confirming or denying anything.
20: Okay, so he’s not it, but who is the guy? Do I meet him here in college? Have I already met him?
30: Girl, I am not telling you all that, but I will say that some of the people you have met in college will become and continue to be very good friends. Weddings, baby showers, other important events…you’ll do it all for your friends.
20: Wait, I know I’ll have a wedding, but a baby shower too?
30: I was talking about the events your friends will have that you will attend.
20: Oh. So, do you have a kid though? I don’t think so because you’re as skinny as me.
30: I’m not saying. I will tell you though that yoga can go a looong way.
20: Hmmm. Interesting. Well, will I do well on this essay?
30: I swear, I don’t even know what you’re talking about and if I did, I wouldn’t tell you anyway. The bottom line is this: After a while, nobody really cares about your grades in college, but in order to get to the next level you have to excel at the previous level, so you have to do well at everything. If you decide to do something, do it well no matter what is!
20: I’ll keep that in mind. So, If I’m not going to be with him, should I just end it now?
30: This is why I didn’t want to talk specifics. Every relationship you have is a learning experience and I mean every single one. That’s all I’m gonna say about that. You will learn so much and become such a well-rounded person. I love you, but you will get even better.
20: Wow! I’m excited! You’re pretty awesome.
30: I’m so glad you think that!
20: Really? I’m just like a college kid.
30: Yeah, but your opinion matters. You’re the semi-innocent me. You’re the me with unfettered dreams.
20: Oh, does this mean I get older and start to doubt myself? If so, I will say again that I think you’re awesome and you can totally write a bangin’ novel.
30: Thanks! That means a lot to me.
20: No problem. You’ve given me a lot to think about. I guess I’ll just be observant and try my best at everything I do.
30: Bingo! I love you.
20: Ha! I love you too!
30: Okay, I’m gonna leave you with one last bit of advice. Put the lucite heels away. I know you think they are fun and sexy, but just put them away. Trust me.