"Half way to 40" a dear friend of mine told me a few days prior.
I cried because I am terrified of growing up. Independence is all I have ever craved yet I am so scared of adulthood.
Since that dreary day last February I have grown up more than those tears could have ever known. And honestly, I wouldn't like to go back even though it has been a stretching year. Thats the polite way I saying it's been real freaking difficult.
People have a funny way or making or breaking our lives. And we have a funny way of allowing them.
Disappointments.
Surprises.
Let downs.
Hand written notes.
& silence.
I think the people we surround ourselves with have too much control over our hearts. Or not enough.
All I want is to be able to look back, on the last 365 days, next year & say that I am confident I did all I could to love where I am at. To embrace heartache, to learn from disappointment, to laugh at the small things & pray no matter what.
I sat in stats tutoring a few weeks ago frustrated & angry. Profanities colored the air as I contemplated dropping out. My tutor told me something that stuck,
"The only thing you have control over is your attitude & work ethic"
So the next year I want to keep both positive. Not only that, but remind myself to think positively. To be up for the challenges.
Perspective, humility & a grain of salt for my 21rst
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