I turn 28 years old today. I don't why that is a defining year, but when I was was younger I always thought 28 was the year that:
1. Women were most beautiful- There was a maturity about women at that age, but they hadn't started getting a lot of gray hair and wrinkles yet. I imagined myself as a beautiful and distinguished 28 year old. The truth of the matter, is that I do have quite a few gray hairs and I don't feel any bit more beautiful today, than I did yesterday.
2. I assumed that by 28 one will have established their selves in an exciting and successful career. The truth is my thoughts of what my career would be are far different from what has actually occurred but I am happier than I probably ever would have been.
3. I thought 28 was the perfect time in one's life to start having children. The truth is that having children is very much out of our control. We cannot set a time or date on when we would like to have them.
Because of these three 'assumptions' 28 was always a big year for me. We will see what God has in store.