It's my birthday. I'm not saying it to get attention or guilt anyone into sending reluctant birthday wishes. I don't even really celebrate birthdays. It's more of an epiphany.
For me, my birthday isn't something to celebrate but more of a place marker on my life. A time to stop and think over the past year, to look inward...reflect on where I am at this stage in my life.
In the past year I've found my heart again. I took a huge chance and went back to school after 20+ years. Actually got a 3.8 GPA despite failing math (still the bane of my existence...sigh) ! I've learned to cry again, something I've had trouble doing for a long time. I've reconnected emotionally with my son and improved as a mom to him and my daughter. I've made some amazing friends, adding to my emotional family. I've rediscovered Art again; crocheting, making albums/cards/scrapbooks, writing my poetry again and sketching...even getting paints and canvas to teach myself how to paint. I've gotten so much unexpected help and encouragement from some amazing people and had wonderful opportunities open up. I've been truly blessed.
At 21(x's 2...lol) I'm finally finding my true self and accepting her...and I'm the happiest Me I've ever been!
I'm broke, raising special needs kids alone and still getting treatment for anxiety/panic disorder/depression but my life is rich with opportunity, accomplishment and love. What more can a girl ask for?! Happy birthday to me!
