Today I turn 31. I think numbers don't matter to me anymore, I already whined enough about getting old when I was 27. I remember, it was the most difficult birthday of my life, I wished how I would remain 26 forever and that my life is doomed from there on. So now when I turned 31, it didn't matter anymore. I always look at accomplishments when I turn a year old and this year my accomplishment will be my son. I will very soon have 2 kids who I can count as accomplishments in life :)
