my first post

I just turned 33. And on that day (July 5th), I started talking about how it was my Jesus year (a crude reference to the last year of Jesus's life). If all I got was 33 years to live and this was my last year of life, how would I live it? And then, because I overthink pretty much everything, it occurred to me that, like most things religious, this could be taken as a metaphor. This year is the last of my childhood. Many of you with husbands and children might laugh at that; your childhood was gone long ago. But I am not married. I do not have kids. I have been working to create a life for myself for all of my adulthood, all 15 years of it. I have been developing my sense of self and my idea of a perfect lifestyle for ME. I am probably going to be married soon (no ring yet but we're talking about it) and eventually I'll have kids of my own. My sister and her husband and three kids are considering moving to Texas. My worldview is changing. The world I know is coming to an end and a new chapter of my life will begin. And I need to figure out how to reconcile this new beginning with the details of my current life that I like and want to keep. I thought a blog would be a helpful tool to keep track of my life lessons this year. Wish me luck!