One year older, and wiser too?

25 years old. I can't believe I am a quarter of a century old. From this point on, I can be classified as in my late 20's. From this point on, I'm closer to 30 than 20. I'm starting to worry that time is passing me up. I've got a lot of things to do before I'm 30! When I was younger, 30 was a far off dream of perfect motherhood and family bliss. Perfect home and perfect kids... Apparently, I've got some work to do. I don't really mind that I've waited this long to start a family. In fact, I'm glad that I didn't start early. Many girls I went to school with already have big families! I look forward to kids...in the future. Once a mom, always a mom. I've gotta have fun while I still can. I still haven't done all the schooling and traveling that I'd always dreamed of. When I made all my grandiose plans as a kid, I didn't know that time speeds up as you get older. I feel like I'm on a train that is picking up speed, going faster and faster.... I guess all I can do is hang on and enjoy the ride. I'm sure by the end, it will slow down to the point that I'm bored and ready to get off.