This year, this month in fact I turn 36. Happy Birthday to me! I am over the 35 year hill and on my way up to 40 – as my husband constantly reminds me.
As I sit at times contemplating life in general I often think back to my youth and think of the dreams I had for my future. I had plans to graduate as an army officer, until a careers advisor told me I’d be better suited to secretarial work. Then I had plans to top the legal profession and become a barrister, which were dashed by poor choices and a desire to self destruct.