Age

I was reading a magazine tonight and there was a picture of a woman I would have SWORE was at least 40 years old. She's 32. I suddenly felt this pang. I felt old. 37 isn't 'old' per se. But I wonder if I'm leading the life I was meant to lead. I NEVER thought I would be divorced without children at this age. I certainly don't FEEL 37. I don't really know what I expect of a 37 year old. Babies, a house, a harried life. Not the one I lead. I have a busy family life with children (ny sister's) I love and adore with all my heart (albeit its a family life I can leave to retreat to the peace and quiet of my house), a busy professional life, and a busy creative life (with my photography and scrapbooking). In a way I feel fulfilled, in another not. I have incredible friends, an amazing family. My heart is brimming over with love for so many people. I think in the back of my mind I should be less selfish. With my time, my resources. I don't know. I'm rambling (and rambling on my blackberry isn't easy! My poor thumbs!). Who knows. I don't know. I just don't know. Thanks for listening!
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