I need a minute . . .
The Scoop
Well, Father Time has spoken. I have completed 65 years on this earth. I am not sure what I am supposed to do now. This was the hardest birthday for me, ever. My mom is gone and I’m on deck. I can no longer rely on my youth or skills to stay relevant in this fast -paced world. I can see in the eyes of people when I talk that they can see straight through me. Like I have a gaping hole through the center of my body.
Luckily, I have my husband and sons and their families. They force me to keep it together. I must at least act normal for them. They have no idea what is going on in my head. I am not sure I do either. All my life when things got tough, I became a clown. I was always the one to make my family laugh (middle child of five). I was always the one that seemed to others and I quote, “squirrely.” Ha Ha!
This week as I pulled myself up off the ground and thought about things, I came up with one thing that I can do that makes a difference. I can be kind. I can reach out when I see someone (anyone) who is sad, lonely or hurt. I can offer a drink of water, a power bar or a shoulder to lean on. I make it my mission to try to touch someone kindly every day.
This thinking and feeling didn’t just come on over night. I have been mulling it over for a few years. Life is not over, just my life as I knew it. Now is the time for me to support the next generations and walk shoulder to shoulder with my generation. Through that last leg of my journey through life.
My Look
This is nothing to shout about, but it is a look that makes me fill joyful. It makes me feel like laughing and being silly.
I am going to step back from sharing links to things in the future. It takes time away from when I could be more productive in other ways. I will try to let you know where I got things but otherwise I leave that effort behind.
Here, I am wearing a tank (Walmart), jeans, old (Gap), Hat, old (Walmart), Flip Flops (Havaiana). My bag is old (Thrifted). Sunglasses (Amazon).
Thanks for stopping by!
Peace!
