3 days to go

I've always been OK with birthdays. I usually see them as an excuse to party. Even this time around I started  off with excitement. On reflection I dare say it was more like anxiety.

I have everything I need or ever wanted. The perfect life. I'm about to turn 35 and I have everything. A fantastic husband, two beautiful, amazing children, a good job with opportunities, a cute house in a sought after suburb. What more does a girl need?

So what's the problem? Where do I go from here? This my friends is my tipping point. The tipping point into the rest of my life. It can be whatever I want it to be.

What to do? There are a few obvious things on the list. The easy things, ha! Lose weight, take better care of my health, spend more quality time with the kids...

What else? Creativity. Challenges. More smiles.

I think I'm going to be OK with this birthday too. So, I'm not young anymore. I'm in the middle, not young, not old, I'm at the tipping point.