On June 4, 1992, my mother’s water broke. She walked across the street from her apartment to the hospital. She left her other five kids with her oldest son.

Her youngest and last daughter was born at 12:30 AM on June 5, 1992.

Today I can’t believe that 30 years has gone by but I’m sure my mother is even more astounded that 30 years has gone by within a blink of an eye.

Thank you God for my mother and for giving me life for the last 30 years although I have an abundance of fear within my soul Every day I try my best to look past those fears.

And now I would like to present my 30th birthday photo.

Some honorable mentions!!

Special thanks to my photographer. I love you.

Cheers to 30,

Frshta