35

Five years ago, here was a conversation I had with my father:

Dad: How old are you now?
Pam: I'm 30.
Dad: (long pause).....Old.

That pretty much sums up the conversation I'm probably going to have again now but this time I've just turned 35.

Now that today's my 35th birthday, I have alot to be grateful for but starting to feel ancient. I have a wonderful family who loves me, long time friends who are very dear to me and great work colleagues (because after all, I do spend 8 hours, 5 days a week with them).

But I still think about some of the things I have yet to accomplish.

- can't swim
- can't ride a bicycle properly
-no driver's license
-no children (my parents are really bummed about that one!)
- read War and Peace

There's a bunch of other things but I can't remember. The mind is starting to go...