35

Here I am at the great 35, wrinkles and all

I have to admit...I was not looking forward to this birthday. I don't what it is. I didn't freak out about 30; but, 35, that is a different story. I really think it's because for years I believed I would be where I wanted to be by 35. Not so. The day itself was great. Nothing spectacular happened but I felt very loved the whole day and I just felt happy. The night before I had gone to dinner with my dad and brothers (my brother Gehrhart's birthday is the 7th) and I had so much fun being with them. I hardly ever see them and I'm so much older than them so we don't hang out very often. The day of my birthday I did a little shopping and took the kids to the Purple Pig grand opening and Adam and I went to The Old Spaghetti Factory for dinner. Adam gave me the wheat grinder I had asked for so I also had to spend some of the day trying that out! This year I can honestly say I am so much happier than I was last year at this time. Things feel so much better and they continue to get better. I guess I just thought 35 should be the magic number in which I might somehow feel in control finally. Still working on that. I'm just grateful for another year and another chance.