Ten years ago today, I sat down and wrote a post called “Kahill@30.” I talked about retirement plans that never happened, about being “called at 30” the way Joseph and David were, and about giving God the glory for keeping me alive to see that milestone. I signed off with a line I still smile at: “Let me go find my cake.” I genuinely thought that was the plan. Find wealth. Find rest. Retire. Ten years later, I haven’t retired once. I’ve just found more reasons to keep building. What My 30s Actually Looked Like If you’d told 30-year-old me that a decade later I’d be running seven companies instead…
