Hitting the age of 45 feels surreal to me. In my mind flashes of memories, long-lived filtered through. In reality, four decades and a half aren’t that long. It wasn’t long ago I viewed forty as a milestone. It felt like days ago that I turned forty and here I am at forty-five, five years away from FIFTY!!!

I was a teenager a few years ago looking through the lens of life wishing for freedom. Planning my life ahead of me, sieving through the bad eggs, I was sure of how long it would take before arriving at forty.