It’s My Party And I’ll Cry If I Want To

It’s my birthday today.  Birthdays should be celebratory. Like they say, any day above ground is a good day. And I am happy to be alive and happy to be celebrating another birthday but I’m also emotional about where I am in my life compared to where I wish I was. Yesterday, I cried because…

When A Milestone Is A Millstone

Last week I celebrated my birthday. A milestone. Yet it felt a little like a millstone. It was something to look forward to but yet I also felt some dread. I didn’t feel comfortable publicly declaring my age. Yet, I look great. I feel great. I am doing great things. Why should a little thing like age be…