28 years ago, I was just approaching the age of 28. My mother had told me that she was "at her best" and happiest, and most beautiful and connected to the universe at that age. Sure enough, I pretty much had it all. I was healthy, living a happy life just beginning my third year of tertiary education. I had made the unprecedented decision--in my family clan--to continue university, after getting my associate's degree at a community college. I moved to Eugene, to attend University of Oregon.
I remember so much about Eugene. It is one of my most favorite cities in the world, with the Willamette River running through it. The natural foods stores abound, and the roses in the park were twined around heart-shaped wires, which made my falling in love with husband #1 even more special. Hikes up Spencer's Butte were a great afternoon workout, and the vibe was mellow. I loved my late twenties, and rode my bike everywhere. I still had my car, though! I was able to do so much, owing to a fairly good head on my shoulders. 28 years ago, I was laying the groundwork for my career, and I'm happy that I had fun with it.