I attended a great conference a few weeks back. It was a professional women's conference full of fresh faced and energetic millennials. For those of you who know me well, you would be correct in assuming that I sat back and thought "I could be her mother" repeatedly. I didn't feel too old though, I embraced my gray hair and 'maven' status. I am at the point in my life where I would not, for any amount of money, want to re-live my 20's or early 30's.
I have always fancied myself a writer. My busy life takes most of my best laid plans (writing EVERY day) and pushes them off to the side as I deal with the day to day reality of running a business, keeping my relationship happy/healthy and trying to keep 3 teenaged girls from running amok.