My birthday is fast approaching, and the closer it gets the more mixed my feelings become. I did not have a problem with turning 25, or 26, 27 however was a little bit of an issue. This year marks 28, and while I’m happy with my life right now, it’s direction and the place I’m in it’s becoming an almost nagging thought in the back of my mind.

I’m not even sure why, 28 is not 30, I’m still young- perhaps it’s just because I’ve always felt so much older than I actually am. I am happy right now, I have a great circle of friends, a good job that provides well for me, I have the girls and parkerpuppy, and I have the amazing one. All the pieces of my life “fit” right now. The things that I was missing before I no longer am and this year is shaping up to be perhaps the best year I’ve had in all 28 that I’ve been on this earth.

I just cannot seem to get as excited about this birthday as I have in past years, birthdays are usually huge for me, i love them both my own and my friends- I think they are important and should be marked and celebrated with those you care about the most. The addition of Jane and the Amazing One this year should and does make this one even more special than ones past. I recognize that and appreciate it and am thankful for those I will be sharing it with.

Maybe it’s just that previous years sucked so much that my birthday was something I could really look forward to and this year everything else is going so well that it doesn’t have to be that bright spot for me to focus on.. Perhaps it’s just that I’ve been thrust a little more into a position in my family that I don’t want to be in and it’s making me feel especially old as of late, it could be anything- We will see, I still have two weeks, maybe the usual excitement will kick in as it gets closer.