As if a rapidly approaching birthday wasn’t enough, I hurt myself getting into the car today. Ouch! I guess stuff like that happens when you get older. I don’t want to be negative when it comes to birthdays and growth and change for that matter but I can’t seem to shake the little gray cloud atop my head. I try reciting all the things I’m thankful for and believe me there’s a lot but I still feel hazy.
Within the last few years, for some reason birthdays and new years have been a little harder to swallow. They are definitely time for reflection and goals however how do you keep the “improvements and goals” from overshadowing the celebration? The pressures, mostly my own, are ever present. Things that I thought would happen or know by now haven’t and as I’m learning to deal with that being another year older manages to put an expiration date on things. It’s silly really because another year is a blessing and if anything signifies more time, and as easy as that concept is to explain it’s hard to believe.
As relative as words like age, time, and the numbers that identify them go I still have my own personal opinions on them and it’s starting to get scarily close to what I worry is too late. One promising growth is that I’m finally getting better at recognizing what I want and allowing myself to ask for these things. And the truth is I’m going big, this year I have many hopes for new firsts, long desired accomplishments, overwhelming fulfillments, progresses I never knew about and many more wishes to be granted.
