This is a safe place, right?
Actually, now that I think about it, it does seem like you guys know a lot more about me than I know about you.
Cool, now that we’ve agreed on that, there’s something else I’ve been wanting to talk to you about. Come close and huddle in, because this one is, how shall we say….one of my “less delicate” posts.
I should start by telling you that I recently turned 35.
On the one hand, life is beautiful. I have a husband who’s loved me well for 15 years and he knows the exact movie quote that will communicate his feelings to me in any given situation (because, priorities! ??).
I have two healthy, spunky kids who fill me up and empty me clear out
10 100 times in a day.
I have a local community of friends, a dream I’m working towards, and Jesus by my side.
Great. Grand. Wonderful.
Nothing to complain about here.
Unless you count the totally unexpected and seriously WHACK things that are starting to happen to my mid-30’s body.
Things are changing y’all, and they’re changing fast.