Today I turn 27. I know that 27 is not old but sometimes when I look back at my life, especially the last year, I feel much older. I told my husband today that if you counted from the time that I was on my own, supporting myself that I would actually be turning 31 today. In my mind that seems about right. I feel much older than I am but I am glad that I am still in my twenties and that I still have a long life ahead of me.
So far today has been a good one. M made me a wonderful breakfast, I received a free coffee and salad from Starbucks and then the wonderful people at work brought in tons of goodies to celebrate. Everyone is wonderful and I have had a great day (despite having to go pick up T from school because he was throwing up). However, today is also a bit sad because like so many before me my life is not what I expected it to be at 27.
I always thought by this time I would either really be on a great career path or have started my family. I always thought by now I would be on one of those paths but I am on neither. I love my job and wouldn't trade it. I have learned so much already and know I will continue to learn from the wonderful people I work with but I still don't know what I want to do with my life. I thought by now I would have a good idea and maybe even started graduate school or on a direct path somewhere but I'm not. I figured that if I was not on the career path by now I would be on my family path. That we would have at least one kid (or at least one on the way) by this time but my body has not made that easy. I don't dislike my life; it is just not what I pictured it to be but for now I think that is okay. The last year has been an adventure and I wouldn't trade it, I would just like to know that I was moving forward with at least one of my dreams and not feel like I am sitting stagnate still waiting for my life to begin.
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