I turn thirty-nine today! I'm not going to lie, this one hurts a little. My parents are 39, I'm not 39, right? My sister was kind enough to go first (18 months ago) and pave the way, so it's not completely uncharted territory, but 39 feels tough to swallow. Still, I have a long list of things I'm grateful for - it starts with my good health, and includes my family that I love so, so much with two perfect nephews to hold and hug, my friends that love and care for me in big and small ways, my awesome apartment, my dependable car, a possible career change, and it just keeps on going.
I'm hopeful that this year will contain some great surprises and adventures of its own. Maybe 39 will be the age I take long rides on my feet on my surfboard? I hope!