Where does it find me. 43 was one of the most interesting years of my life. I volunteered with Cycle Toronto, canvassing and fixing people's bikes and learning how to influence city hall. I completed my master's degree. Emma outgrew her infancy and became a toddler you could talk to. I underwent a string of trials with new migraine treatments that led to some astonishing insights into the medical system and how medications work (and don't). I caught my first-ever large fish. I attended a conference that seems to have changed the trajectory of my career in a year in which I otherwise started doing the most interesting work I've ever done. I've met more people with something to teach me than I can count, and am grateful. And to wrap up the year, I went ice fishing for the first time.
I now have a plan for the course of the rest of my life, something I would have scoffed at back at 26, and still been unable to sketch out at 37 when my son was born. I guess some people find these things later in life.
I'm looking forward to 44 (and fifty). Woohoo!