I’m still trying to come to terms with that little gem. Don’t get me wrong, my age has definitely been making itself known in little ways here and there. In the graying of my hair, the new aches and pains that seem to pop up everywhere – all the time and just in the passing of time. The year 2015 is coming to a close and I’ve been reflecting on the last year, along with the last 35 years of my life.
I know just how fortunate I am but I’m far from the person I thought I’d be when I was was a bright eyed and bushy tail freshman in high school (many, many moons ago) but with age, comes wisdom and I’ve come to realize that I don’t give a damn.
I’m going to count my blessings.
I’m blessed with a kid who is growing up to be a pretty special young woman, I’m blessed with a roof over my head, a family that supports me and a job that pays the bills. I have friends that love me and accept me the way that I am (broke and all) and who don’t shy away from keeping it real with me.
But no matter how many blessings I have, there are always things I can improve on.
So, I’m going to welcome the autumn season with a new beginning. I’m a whole year older and I’m ready to tackle things.
My friend Hanah shared a link with our circle of friends of 50 places to eat in L.A. before you die and I’m so sad that of all the places on this list, I’ve only tried 4 and one of them is In-N-Out. [insert eye roll here] Guess what I’m going to try to make a dent in over the next year? It’s a good thing my gals are up for the challenge so I’m not alone in this.
Another one of those things is becoming a better blogger. I’ve tried and tried to write the kinds of stories that I love to read and have failed each and every time (for those interested, I failed NaNoWriMo this year. Boo!) so I’m going to stop worrying about writing fictional stories and write the stories of my life. I can definitely do that and I will do that here. On this blog.
So, welcome to my new blog where I’ll be sharing stories of my life, talking about the things that I’m loving (and hating) and keeping a running diary of all things, me.
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