March on!!

How this year has flown by already! In just a few months I turn 28. Wow!! Where has all this time gone? I would like it back! Just a little bit, at the very least. There are goodbyes I desperately need, do-overs I'd really like to have back.

But I realize that as the cliche goes, time really is a thief. It steals your loved ones and your smooth skin, your timelines and good intentions.

My 10 year high school reunion is coming up. In all honesty, I am completely on the fence about going. Life has a funny way of turning your goals back on you, and things did not go according to my script or timeline. 28 had a plan. By my notes, by 28 I would have my JD, be up a step or two in a DAs office, have a strong marriage and 1.5 kids (maybe 2.5 if we were running ahead...because in my life, you *never* run behind), a picket fence and even the proverbial family dog. Not quite how it happened. I am a single girl living in North Phoenix, having hopped every year around the Valley. Now, don't get me wrong - I have an amazing life. I am a mostly (well, sometimes) well-adjusted woman that has a fabulous circle of friends, a full social calendar, a rotating calendar of work and school (in healthcare!) that keeps me fully occupied. Life is truly good. I cannot stress that enough. But it is not what I thought it would be. Earlier this week, I took steps to ensure no pregnancy for a good long time, against medical advice (footnote, I suppose), I felt a pretty serious twinge of regret for this plan of mine that never came to fruition. But, such is life, as I often say. There is a reason for everything, in that I believe strongly.

*footnote: being told at 22 that having a family is of the essence is pretty scary. Knowing from early on that you want to have one adds to that. Knowing that you may never have that option while others find their way to it without ever wanting it hurts to the core.
**footnote #2: March is Endometriosis Awareness Month. If you know someone that has struggled with this, please take a moment to recognize the impact that this disease has on women and their families/loved ones. If you struggle with this, you have my compassion and my shoulder to cry on. If ever I can do anything for you, please, please tell me!