On turning 35…
I thought I would be writing a very different post on turning 35. It’s not the age mind you but the set of conditions that lead up to the day.
You see I should be dead by now. But clearly I am not. So I turn 35 this weekend. My birthday routinely falls on or very near Labor Day weekend and this year it fell on Sunday, smack dab in the middle. My weekend plans got totally rearranged on Friday. So Saturday morning I set off from my apartment on what would become one of the most perfect 48+ hour periods of my life. I saw old family, worked with new family, I saw old friends, I saw new friends, I talked to great friends, I heard from friends very far and very much missed. I got fed, I got a little baked, a little burnt, a little pickled, and a little wet. And no, I am not going to elaborate. You’ll have to sort out which is which and in what order. I have been blessed to have some many people reach out to me and their love and support is amazing. So, a year ago I was very retrospective, this year I find myself focused squarely on the future.
I am fortunate to have the people in my life that I have. I am wiser now and can see the joy of removing the “crazy” from my life. I am blessed to love the work that I do and be surrounded by innovative like-minded professionals.
So yesterday I turned 35. I feel like I am 25 and have truly enjoyed this benchmark in life. I cannot wait to post at 36. Thank you everyone. Words cannot convey the joy you’ve brought to my heart.