Today is my birthday. I'm 36. I will be 40 in four years. That’s the first thing that this
number means to me. Maybe I’m vain, well I know I’m vain, but that’s the truth.
A friend who is older gave me the finger when I made a pinched, winy face while
saying that the other night. I get it, I get it…..because I give the finger to
people (children) who say oh my god I’m going to be 25 this year. Shut up. But as
another friend always says….it truly is all relative. Realizing a milestone is
close can be scary.
The next thought in my head is, wow, life is pretty damn
great right now. These past couple years I’ve come into my own professionally
in a way that has made me finally feel like I’m fully practicing the art of
what I do. I’m performing again. I’m singing again. That 10 year-old who loved
to march on stage and sing her heart out has a voice again. Blogging and taking
photos has continued to be fun and creatively full-filling. My house still
feels cozy and Miss A is there to keep me company.
I am very grateful and aware of how much I have to be
thankful for….
Then there’s the one spot I need help with. I hope
everything will work out in the end and that I can trust that
whatever happens IS what’s supposed to happen. I keep repeating "patience and strength" over and over again in my head. Sometimes it works and sometimes I'm like screw you God help me out here. Martinis anyone?
The third thought in
my head is what next? I’d love a house with 2 bathrooms and humbly ask God that
one of them be on the ground floor. I’d love to take on even larger projects
professionally. I’d love to sing a certain duet that I’m practicing. I’d love
to take a vacation where I don’t have to check my phone for a week. I’d like to….a
couple things I can’t mention on this blog.
I’d like to keep going…..and I hope that every year gets better!
Cheers!
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