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February 16, 2010
Turning 29 has me feeling like I'm on my last year of youth. I feel the need to make this year count, to be memorable. My life is different from how I thought my life at 29 was going to be. I thought I would either have my doctorate and a career, or I would be a mom to many. I have a bachelor's degree, no career, and one child. I don't regret this path. But I do feel like I've prepared for something only to have fallen short.