I’m 35 too, but my life has been so incredibly different from yours. It blows my mind someone about my age could have a 17-year-old son. If we ever manage to have kids, well…obviously it will be a long time before any of them are seventeen!
I found your descriptions of your brother’s and sister’s deaths especially heartbreaking. I think I would find that almost unbearably painful. (My mom’s youngest sister just died very suddenly two days before Christmas. I can’t really imagine what that’s like for her.)]]>
Sometimes I feel like I’ve been keeping a crisis just barely at bay for the last six years…although I’d call it a Late Youth crisis.]]>
I’ve always loved that JL quote. Sometimes I relate more to this Patty Griffin line though:
In the battle of time, in the battle of will
It’s only hope and your heart that gets killed
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I know what you mean, Susan, about this mid-life crisis. I’m older than you, but my kids are younger, and already, at ages 6 & 7 I’m aching for the days when they were still toddlers. I feel like I messed them up already! I should’ve been more, done more. I wish I could have another chance at this whole thing.
This morning I woke up at 4:15 and laid there wide awake just thinking about my life, and what I should do, and what I wish I could do, etc. Total mid-life crisis, enhanced by what I’m thinking are hormones!
BTW, Susan, I met U2 in San Francisco as well! My claim to fame, I suppose. We had breakfast at the Holiday Inn. It was their first stop on their first American tour. I’m guessing the year was something like 81 or 82. I’d love to swap stories with you!]]>
Frankly, this was my favourite part.]]>