Was asked what my birthday plans were and my reply, "Working the late shift". Sounds wonderful, NOT! The well wishers have began their litany of happy birthdays. I would love to have a grand birthday party and invite all the people who have make me the person I am today.
After 60 tears, I mean years, wonder if these people would care if they influenced me, whether for the good or the bad. Would the girls in junior high, who excluded me like to know how this hurt me and it still sticks in my mind? Would an old flame care that I was scared to death to break up with him because of threats of harm. And my Dad's tears on my wedding day, would he know I wondered if they were tears of joy or pain?
Over the next few days I want to share these memories and how I have been transformed by them. Since many I have never shared, hoping this will be therapeutic for me. I want to grow with this. I am challenging myself to love who I am at 61.
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