Remembering my roots at 44.
It’s my birthday tomorrow. I’ll be 44, which sounds like a grown-up age. I’m not sure I feel very grown up though. I suspect I’ll always be something of an experiment in curiosity, learning and emergence, so each annual journey around the sun gives me a chance to reflect on what I’ve learned, witnessed and explored along the way.
So if I was going to summarise this year, I think I’d call it a great remembering.