I'm thinking that maybe I ain't that young anymore

My mother went to see a psychic a few years ago. In addition to asking about herself, my mom asked about my dad, my sisters and me. I don't remember what Madame Ruby * told her about her own life or my sisters', but she said that my life would change when I was 35. I kind of laughed it off at the time, but now that 35 is here, I've reassessed. I just feel full of possibility for the first time in I don't know how long. Losing the car last month was the first seismic shift and there are some professional and personal opportunities on the horizon that I don't want to talk about just yet. Suffice to say that it's all terribly exciting. And a bit scary. But scary awesome, not scary scary.


*Okay, her name wasn't Madame Ruby. Nor was it Madame Marie. But it's my story, so whatevs.