going retro: recklessness and regret

I'm sure there are people who get through this part of life without a blip. But I'm not that kind of girl/woman/lady/whatever I am now. Oh no. In my life, there's no such thing as a smooth transition.

Life should be celebrated. And that includes birthdays.

This past week, I reached an age I've been dreading. No, it's not 50. But I've spent months avoiding thinking about this birthday, so there was quite a bit of angst in the days leading up. I made good use of my pensive reflectiveness and wrote some thoughts about getting older. I jotted them down …