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| Earlier this week: I ❤️ my b-day! |
Since my last birthday, I:
- Completed my college textbook manuscript
- Took control of the direction of my career
- Went to Broadway and Carnegie Hall
- Danced in Central Park
- Ran my best half marathon
- Ran my worst half marathon
- Got another tattoo
- Saw many stunning sunsets
- Threw in the towel
- Fished said towel out of the trash, wrung it out, and tried again
- Laughed so hard —I cried
- Loved so much—I healed
As I joyfully skip (yes, skip!) into my 54th year, I ask myself:
Who am I?
Really... Who am I?
I define myself by many labels such as woman, mother, wife, daughter, sister, niece, aunt, friend, runner, trainer, teacher, student, coach, author, goofball, etc.
But these descriptors aren’t who I am, really. They are roles that guide how I show up in various environments with specific audiences.
I am also creative, thoughtful, insecure, sensitive, funny, moody, playful, smart, messy, empathic, demanding, guarded, and kind.
But those words aren’t who I am, either. They are qualities that explain my values, disposition, and actions.
So, again I ask myself, who am I?
I guess I am still not sure. 🤷♀️
Reflecting on my life— especially this past year— from where I stand today, I can confidently say that while life isn’t easy,
it
gets
better. ☀️
Little by little, I keep getting better, too.
With that insight, I have a feeling it’s going to be a good year.
Thank you for all your encouragement along the way.
Are you ready for new adventures?
Let's go!
mw