42 and Mostly Harmless

So upon waking on my 42nd birthday I did not miraculously have some greater understanding of life, the universe, and everything. But I have had a lovely day filled with self-made Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy references and a great deal of love from friends and family.

It is somewhat stunning to realize I've lived 42 years on this Earth. Younger me certainly felt like such an age was forever distant. 😂 Most days I don't feel that different from my younger self, but I know the reality is that I've grown and settled in my skin in ways younger me wasn't sure was possible. I am still learning who I am, that is a process that never stops (nor should it stop), but I am so much more comfortable in my own sense of self these days. Sure there are hard days where my brain lies to me and my anxiety skyrockets and everything seems uncertain and a struggle. But for the most part, those days are far fewer now.

Today I have had the opportunity to reflect on the sheer number of lives that intersect with my own. The amazing people who I am blessed to call friends. And I find myself feeling spoiled with love, which is a wonderful feeling and one I wish for all my friends and family.

And perhaps I don't know the magical answers to life the universe and everything, but I do know that our connections with one another are one of the most powerful things in that universe. So thank you for being in my life. Much love and light to you all. 💖💖💖