I am embarking upon a new decade, assuming I make it to tomorrow. And I guess any point in time can be used to measure another decade. Anyway. I decided I liked my 30s. Had a kid; Brit graduated hike school; ample amounts of family time (but really, there could always be more); made some new friends; worked for two fantastical educational institutions with amazing co-workers and students; grew my hair out; lost like 50 pounds (and kept it off); ate hummus; did impactful work with Wisconsin Indian Ed, American Indian Studies Summer Institute, and Widening the Circle; ran a Ragnar (not the whole thing, just 3 legs); quit drinking; started grad school (again); raised some beadwork; kept the rubber side down; did the Horribly Hilly Hundred (not with any grace or dignity, but I technically did finish on my own accord... and I wasnt crawling); learned a lot from shelter dogs and cats; spent lovely days on the sandbar; perfected a recipe for chocolate frosting; inhaled some refreshing air; and smiled every day. I love you, my family and friends. Thank you for making life great. I look forward to my 40s.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Apr 2014 03:16:11 +0000