Se Hace Camino Al Andar

When I was a kid, I really couldn’t wait to grow up. High school seemed to be an eternity. College was an eternity. I was over being in my 20’s by the time I was 21. 30 was a magic number. It seemed that being 30 would signal that I was done with school, done with dating, done with being broke. I didn’t make any super conscious effort to accomplish certain things by the time I hit 30 but somehow, I did. I earned my Master’s degree, I had a fulfulling career (until it wasn’t anymore), I became a homeowner (well, shareholder, really but who’s counting…), I fell in love, got married and had a baby with the most perfect partner I could imagine. To top it all off, two days before my birthday, I got the most perfect haircut ever.

This is not to say, that I’m done. Not by a long shot! But now I can look forward to pursuing those other things I hope to accomplish in my life, in general, now that I have some semblance of stability. I’d like more children, I’d like an honest-to-god house with an honest-to-god backyard, I’d like to write a book, I’d like to see more of the world. I’d like to grow old peacefully and live a content life.

I’ve been asked what I’d like for my birthday and my answer is the same to everyone: absolutely nothing. Really, I have everything I could possibly need and want and that is hard to top! So is this. I’m so excited!!