In a perfect world family would be forever. No issue would go unresolved and no hurt could break that bond. Yet this isn’t a perfect world and we aren’t perfect people. We inflict wounds and at times those wounds don’t always heal. They leave the kind of scars that make family ties hard to keep. . .
It’s Here! My Birthday! I’m 39 today and I feel like I should be feeling all the feelings. You know the ones. Those big ones. The I’m officially 365 days away from being 40. Whoa! The who am I, where am I in life, what do I want from life kinda feelings. The adult feelings. Yet instead all I keep thinking is: Happy Birthday To Me!
This morning I had a chat with my neighbor through the fence (yup there’s a loose board and we talk through it – don’t judge us). We were talking about how both of us – two ambiverts *introverted extroverts – need to schedule play dates, grown up time and basically everything around those days when we need to be alone.Do you know those days? The days when you just don’t have enough ‘umph’ to be adequately social. The days when I just have to let myself be . . .