I’ve done a plethora of pondering recently, a wealth of worrying, a crap-load of cogitating. Celebrating a big-ass milestone birthday will do that to you.
But I think that ultimately, it’s just a number. Aside from that, nothing is different. I’m blissfully wed to my happily ever after. My kids are happy, productive, independent human beings. We have our slice of the dream. I’m still the luckiest girl on the planet.
Think I’ll leave growing up to somebody else.