![]() ![]() Maybe it was the career you thought would last forever or the spouse who promised to love and cherish you “till death do us part.” Perhaps it is in the visions you had for your children, or even the vision that one day you would have children. Maybe it was the vacation you had planned or the house you always imagined you’d buy. And if you haven’t yet… I promise you will. At some point in time everyone utters those words. “Between the idea and the reality, between the motion and the act, falls the shadow.” - T.S. I'll be waiting / with a gun and a pack of sandwiches.Welcome to my ThrisisĪge Humor Marriage Opinions and Rants Poetry Pregnancy Reflections Relationships Thrisis Travel Uncategorized Writing Inside my Thrisis 30's adventure age aging Alarm clocks Anger anxiety beauty beer blogging cats change children Christmas coffee commuting culture dating death Depression dieting divorce Engagement facebook Faith fall family fashion fear Food friends getting older grief groceries health humor job hunting job loss journaling life Lifetime TV love marriage meds Memories money movies moving nature nerves pharmaceuticals poetry Relationships road rage Seinfeld September 11 Sex in the City shopping single sleep spring Starbucks style summer Thrisis travel TV Vacation weight loss winter work worry Wrinkles writing youth Blogroll And if you can relate or you’re in the midst of your very own thrisis … please come back. And this blog is the story of my non-cookie-cutter life recounted in what I hope to be entertaining or thought-provoking installments. We have more options today than any generation that has come before and sometimes that can be a little intimidating. Unlike our elders, we don’t feel quite so “locked” into our lives. We’re saying that if we don’t like where we are at 25 or 30 or 35, it isn’t too late to change it up. But we’re actually just redefining the norms. It may feel at times-when we look around-like we’re in the midst of a thirty-something crisis. We’re inching ever closer to 40 not having checked many traditional things off our lists.Īnd it’s really OK. We’re changing our careers early and we’re changing them often. Us “Boomer Babies” are getting older and not unlike our parents, we seem to be doing things differently. And doctors look more like "Doogie Howser" to me than they do "House." I have colleagues who were in diapers when I was in acid-washed denim. The news anchor and her so-chipper-I-want-to-smack-that-smile-right-off-her-face weather girl counterpart are BOTH obviously younger than I am. OK, well… sometimes it IS… but most of the time I am reminded in other ways. And no, it isn’t necessarily a realization that occurs to me upon that first look in the mirror. Daily I am reminded that I’m not getting any younger.
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