FOMO.

Now that I’m in my middle 50s I worry that I haven’t done enough in my life to meet my own expectations of what my life should have been. But then I realize that I have a solid career, am a private pilot, and am currently enjoying life in the desert southwest with my husband of well over 25 years with men we call family.

I am currently sitting on our roof watching another thunderstorm roll in during this year’s monsoon. It’s awe inspiring.

And then I realize my life is more than I imagined as a kid in Central New York.

And there’s zoo much more to come.

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