On Being 30 Years Old

Well, as of this Saturday, I will have survived the full year of that number I dreaded so much last year. This time last year, I was just in pieces about turning 30 and not having accomplished all that I had hoped by that age. I wrote a couple blogs about it, sifting through my emotions for truth. But mostly … Read More

Happy Birthday to Me

 I’m writing this at the age of 28 years old.  As I’ve gotten older, I’ve started doing this thing when it gets close to my birthday.  I’ll randomly say aloud, “I’m 28.”  (Or whatever age I am at the time).  I think a part of me is nervous about getting older and another wants to try to remember exactly how … Read More