35 feels like a big one. I remember saying and thinking I would start a family at 35, I would have my shit together at 35, I would stop doing crazy things at 35........ Life didn't turn out as plan. Big fucken surprise. Family was 10 years before schedule. Not having my shit together is on-going but keeps me alive, lived. On my 35th birthday, I vowed to never , ever, loose my crazy!! I vow to keep going : through the hurt, the chaos, the joy: everything.
