
Yet Another Year
Today is my 43 Birthday!
I needed to do a small reflective blog to just remind me of what I have & what I am grateful for.
I am not big on getting older.
The fine lines.
The age spots.
The sagging skin.
I miss being young & peppy.
I miss the youth.
But what I have now may out way the naivety of my younger years.
I have knowledge.
I have abilities beyond my childhood dreams.
I have a great little world.
I also have this ability to share with all of you who I am, what travels in life I have been on.
I have a great little wacky family that makes me proud & gives me an amazing amount of laughter.
Last year at this time, I was wearing a mask.
One that everyone knew who I was but they did not know what I was going through.
I could not find any happiness in life & was very lost.
Although a year later those feelings creep right in.
The mask is something that I physically have to wear not figuratively.
I am doing what I love.
I love writing to all of you.
I have found my forever therapy.
In all of this Covid mess I had convinced my family that I was not going to have a birthday this year, but instead celebrate what the 'day could potentially have been'.
That way I would avoid
gaining a year.
I would be 42 for one more year.
Reality is though, NOPE! Regardless about how I feel about my age, I am getting older.
It will be okay though.
A new year means new dreams.
New chances.
New adventures (that you will come on).
A new year with endless opportunities.
I have had my moment this morning where I thanked God for the world around me & asked him to carry me forward this upcoming year.
I guess 43 will be okay, but one thing is for sure.
I am so very glad that you are all here with me.
Thanks for supporting me & all of your love (even if you are only people I know).
