I’m 32 today (November 8th). I am hopefully climbing Table Rock and then spending time with kids at church. It’s an interesting age. I forgot how old I was going to be, and that’s a thing I do now.
This parenthesis of PhD work is about to draw to a close and I have no idea what is next. I am hopeful. I know whatever it is, I can embrace it. I am willing to push past myself into a new future.