I’m turning 35 at the end of June. I don’t feel old, and I’m actually really excited about what the next phase of life holds for me, but 35 feels like a bit of a milestone. It feels like it is a good point to take stock and reflect on the road I’ve taken to get where I am. I’ve been doing lots of big thinking lately. I always do in January. There’s something about the birth of a new year that inspires reflection and an honest look at myself. Not in a negative way, but in an “eyes really open and really seeing” kind of way. A few weeks…