Celebrated my birthday and I never feel used to my age anymore. I still feel within arms reach of an earlier version of myself. The aspirations, the excitement over new things, the idealism. Wanting to do it all, and often feeling like, sure, why not?
But, I increasingly end my day thinking of the family I get to raise, the adventures I get to go on, and the work I get to do, like woah. Life feels really full. I realize a lot of those early aspirations have turned into this.
Our world tells us to never stop chasing dreams, and to keep setting new ones, and as long as you have breath, why not? Just don’t miss out on the dreams that have already come to life.
A life that lets me do meaningful work and have fun at just the right pace to enjoy it with my family and others around us.
Whatever else is a bonus.
Thirtyfour