I’m not going to write about my trip here in the Journal, since I’m covering it pretty thoroughly in the Tour de South section. But here I’ll write about other stuff, like the fact that I’m turning 35 in less than a week….
It’s funny, I don’t think about my age most of the time. I spend most of my time around friends several years younger (anywhere from 6-12 years) and usually don’t think about the difference. The guy I’m dating is also quite a bit younger (more about him later) and neither of us have issue with it. But I look at myself at 30, just five years ago, and realize how much my life has changed since then.
I realize, though, that I’m at a good place in my life. While I didn’t choose how I got here, I did choose how I dealt with the tragedies of the past few years, and I find myself much more centered and sane than I have been in a long time. I’m doing what I love, with people I like, I spend time with my daughter, and while we both mourn the loss of Shawn, and there are always moments when it all comes crashing down and I have to cry, overall I feel mentally and spiritually healthier now than this time last year (we’re still working on the physical health part!).
Anyway, that’s enough for tonight. More later!