Ever get the feeling that there “has to be something more than this?”
Well, this past 31st year of my life, over and over and over again, I felt that THIS. and a little bit of THAT. And life WAY my party, and I did cry (here and there) if I wanted to.
But on this day of celebrating my birth, and honor the past, I more than whole heartedly celebrate the NOW….
But I am GOOD at re-telling stories….so, if you’d like…let me steal you away from YOUR party, and remember:
Skinny Dipped in Portugal
Lived on cash for a month
Swooned in Provence
Perfected Party Hosting
Made Dry Ice Cream
Smoked a Hooka in Istanbul
Owned my Redness,
Completed my Freebie
and made dumplings in China (recap coming shortly)…not to mention hiked the Great Wall
There is no Winner But Allah.....
THis is my life, and I can’t imagine being anybody but me, anywhere but where I am.
I am satisfied and hungry, confident and confused, loving and direct, full and wanting more…and just aware of the fact that I am alive…
and growing, and capable of failing and succeeding, and all at the same time, seeing the magic in the morning sun, and waiting, anticipating, reaching for what may be right now…rather than what is ahead, or behind, or even inside.
But here, now…
It may not be happy, but this is mine. This day. of