Happy birthday to me. 🎉 It's a big one this time. I almost can't even say the number, although I know I should be proud and embrace it. A lot has happened. Many lives have been led. I feel aged - in ways good and bad. I’m proud of making it through what I have. The lessons I’ve learned. The things I’ve accomplished. The ease I have found - with who I am, how I am, my place in this world…
This isn’t really what I expected for forty (am I forty?! 🙈), but I’ve learned to let go a bit and go with the flow. Not torture myself over what I’ve NOT done, and what I’m not. I’m here. Still standing. I still have goals to meet, of course, but I guess that’s what keeps a person going. (I should be excited about what i have yet to accomplish! ha!) I have sagging skin and wrinkles, but I’m healthy, and have two happy and healthy boys. I’ve experienced profound, painful and life changing loss, but I still have loving, supportive, and healthy family, and am personally more full of dimension and understanding than I was before.
I’ve wisened. I’m still here and still building. I’m doing something that I love and am passionate about. I’m surrounded by love. I’m finding the magic. Life is full. Life is good. ✨