Aging gracefully?

I am relishing. RELISHING the last few days of my 31st year.  Count down:  t-minus 3 days until <gulp> 32.

That means, this year I will celebrate 10 years since my graduation from college. Yes, college. Oh, 22, you were such a sweet age. How adorable were you? Getting ready for your first big job, living in your first apartment.

And what on earth are you drinking in that wine glass? Baileys? Ew.

You’ve seen a lot of changes in the past 10 years.

 

Marriage.

 

(Like I would show you his picture.)

 

 

Marathon.

 

 (Way dorky, huh?)

 

 

 

 

 

Different hair styles – from blonde, to dark to red.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And lots of dogs – Tally(below), Mack(above) and of course, Gertie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good friends.

 

 (Hey, look! It’s Jay from the Lunch Bunch!)

 

 

 

 

Different jobs.

 

(My first P.R. job — meeting Carson Kressley for a media event.)

 

 

 

 

30.

 

(Whatdaya know? It’s Molly!)

 

 

 

 

Divorce.

 

(Just me and the Gertster.)

 

 

 

 

(And no, I didn’t just wear that yellow and blue shirt for a year straight. I took it off, some.)

Dating.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And today.

 

(Ok it’s not today, but it was in July, right after I got engaged.)

 

 

 

 

So that’s me. Turning the big 3-2. A decade of official “adulthood” behind me. I can’t imagine what the next decade has in store. But I do know who I can’t wait to see more of…