April is my birthday. Thirty-one. Ouch, where did 30 go? Thirty has really been a year of ups and downs. I am working in a job that is way different than before and it doesn't suck up all of my mental and emotional energy. But I miss the obsession that accompanied my old line of work--constant challenge, constant analyzing. My marriage has been through an extremely difficult year. But we are still here and still trying. My daughter is growing up and is an amazing person--she has been taking on new things like karate and art and research. Is this the life of a person in their 30s?
I would like more in the rest of my 30s.
MORE.
Of EVERYTHING.
More love, more insight, more patience, more peace, more time, more depth, more clarity, more truth, more learning, just more.
