Turning 30 is a milestone. It is a sign the carefree days are behind you and you have to knuckle down to the serious business of adulthood.
Psychologially (it was for me) 3-0 was a bit daunting. You take stock of what you've achieved. Not surprisingly, it seems a bit light. No longer are your future accompishments special because 'Oh, She's so young'.
As a wise friend once told me, 20s are (for a lot of women) 'the lost decade' - a time for family, for finding your feet as a wife, a mother. By the time you enter the next decade, the question is 'what about me'.
30 is when you grow up.
Snagged a king-in-waiting, after almost a decade of patience. She is the embodiment of every little girl's princess fantasy.
She lives in a palace. The dress she wears sells out in an instant and she does not seem to put a foot wrong.
She even did her own wedding makeup, how brave do you have to be attempt that, especially when you wedding the the biggest media event in recent memory!
This brings me to the whole notion of 'celebrity'. We live in a world of instant gratification.
If you are rich enough, pretty enough, thin enough - or any combination of the above, you qualify for celebrity.
Achievement is secondary, almost an after thought.
I saw 'The Iron lady' today.
While the film may have its detractors, Lady Thatcher's life was an inspiration. She was brave enough to take the unpopular call, to stand by what she thought right. It is so rare in today's day and age. That is worth aspiring to.
Kate Middleton's wardobe comes a close second :) !!