Since my birthday, I've pondered where I am in my life - and this is what I've come up with...
Interestingly, I feel younger and more full of life than ever... at least until 9pm, when this Cinderella droops and has to find her bed. But then again - it's a rare day when I sleep past 6:30am.
I exercise more now that I did in my 20s or 30s.
I love and care for more animals that I ever could have imagined.
I set goals - and meet them! - better than ever.
I have relationships that I treasure, a hubby that loves me wholeheartedly, and kids that make me proud (and exasperated, of course).
I am training to run my first half-marathon in November, and my second in February. Until last year, I couldn't run more than a single mile at a time.
I am building a law practice, loving my husband, raising two beautiful healthy kids, and running an urban homestead - and I think I'm doing rather well at each... and loving each facet of my life.
Is it weird to have found such a zest for living and enjoying life at year forty-one?
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