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So this is 35...

So this is 35...

I probably placed too much emphasis on this milestone.  The lead-in to my 35th birthday was heavy.  I felt something but couldn't quite put my finger on it.  I definitely had the moment where I took survey of my life and made a judgment about whether I was where I needed to be at 35 (whatever that means).   Yep, 35 was definitely my scary age.

 Exploring the walker section in Walgreens post-birthday celebration.

Exploring the walker section in Walgreens post-birthday celebration.

On the day, I woke up, looked at the ceiling, glanced over at a sleeping husband and said, "so this is 35..."  It took me only 30 minutes to realize that nothing and EVERYTHING had changed overnight.  I'm not being dramatic - I promise this happened!  When I say nothing changed, I mean that it really was just another day with a little extra champagne and glitter.  When I say everything changed, I mean that I woke up and didn't care that nothing changed...let me unpack this.

I am a person that is admittedly resistant to change.  It frightens me sometimes - the not knowing.  I typically psych myself out on the verge of new things which I realize is not at all healthy, but hey, it's honest.  So leading up to my birthday I fully expected to wake up and feel...something....something that frightened me, something that made me pause.  But I didn't feel a thing.  Now, this is usually what happens after a big change.  I psych myself out and build up this whole ordeal in my Mission Control of a head that rarely ever comes to pass, and then I waste time decoding why nothing changed.  (It can be exhausting, but it's my brand of crazy and I'm a subscriber!) So imagine my shock when I woke up on my 35th birthday, realized not much had changed, and did not immerse myself in an inner freak out session. I that moment, I realized that in fact, everything had changed.  I was instantly indifferent to all of the bullshit.  And that made me feel free.

You see, there is freedom in indifference.  I have spent so much of my life analyzing and re-analyzing and over-analyzing and my 35 year old self is just tired.  So to me, 35 is the year to be excited, and not frightened, about what comes and not spend so much energy trying to figure it all out or have an answer for everything.  They say wisdom comes with aging.  I say it's that plus an extra level of peace.  That's 35 to me...

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