32 and counting.
I never believed them when they said - wait until your thirties. As if my thirties were going to be this profoundly different part of my life. I didn't have to think about it anyways, I was in my twenties, with years ahead of me before I had to think of the unthinkable thirties. And then I blinked, and here I was. In my thirties . I had to face a few things - some hard ugly truths, that I could no longer run from: I was going to marry a man that I didn't think I loved anymore. I did not like my job - at all. In fact, it was soul crushingly dull. I had gained weight. That forehead wrinkle was real, so was that grey hair. I was actually getting older. My friends were all having children, and I was realizing more and more, that I did not want children. Or maybe I do? Verdict is still out on this one. People come and go from your life - all the time. Some of those people are g...