Me.

Mom. Triathlete. Yogi. Foodie. Writer. Boss. Coffee lover. Side hustler.

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A Thank You Card

A Thank You Card

Not even half the candles for the # of years and we lit it up.

Not even half the candles for the # of years and we lit it up.

Earlier this evening, I pulled out my journal and started with a writing prompt.

This Birthday

With my new fountain pen (an early gift to myself) in hand, I started to write the date.  I almost wrote '9/3/77'.  That's funny considering I wasn't ever old enough to date my papers that way. 

I loved waking up the way that I did; to the soft tune of "Happy Birthday" as the sun started to peek through my dingy windows.  Oh boy, how I miss that now, so much.

As of this post, I have since washed those windows. 

This birthday isn't anything significant from a numerical milestone perspective, but there is significance; I suppose there is always significance.  I also guess there could be significance in anything, right?  Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Today, this is another birthday in which I'm reminded of my path; another birthday feeling awkward, and another birthday peppered with tears.  

I think that each birthday actually gets worse, but the scales are tipping - overpowered by all the love, extra love, that comes to me by way of voice, text, and touch.  Perhaps it's the continued personal growth...that display of unconditional love that stamps out my occasional self-hatred and loathing; my disappointment and lack of joy that I can feel towards this time...these times in my life.  But, one of these days there will be no more birthdays; I should just give thanks.  

My reframe, in closing, will be a snippet of some wonderful messages that I received today:

It’s not the years we count, but the unstoppable ambition, immeasurable strength and passion for life that defines you.
— Clark
You keeping it going makes others want to do the same.
— Another Boss Bitch (a term of endearment among boss bitches)
I feel so blessed to know you and to call you a friend.
— Fellow Taco Lover
I couldn’t love you more! Forever thankful God gave us another season/chance.
— Soul (and Sole) Sister

And, one of the best - these words came with the card, but I know that they are etched in your mind, written on your heart, and spoken from your lips:

I am proud to know you - a woman who is so true to herself, true to the things she believes and the people she loves, true to what she knows and how she feels, true to the remarkable woman she is... STRONG, BEAUTIFUL, LOVED
— Hallmark & JZ

With, now tears of joy in my eyes, I thank you for taking time out of your holiday to connect with me.  I truly appreciate your kind words.  You show ME how to live my best life.  

Namaste.

Plucking Pedals

Plucking Pedals

No Thank You: A Writing Prompt

No Thank You: A Writing Prompt