My mother said that the night before I was born she had a conversation with me in the womb. She told me it was time for me to come into the world. She had stayed in bed for nearly 8 months in order to bring me forth into the world and that it was finally time.
I generally follow directions, but I definitely march to my own drum beat still to this day thanks to my mom.
I followed the plan she laid out before me, but I arrived with a bang before my father even had time to arrive that early morning. My mother had her best friend Ann with her. I like to think that she lives on within me, inside my heart, with my middle name and hers being the same.
Friendships run deep in my life. Clearly from the first moment I breathed life, friends were surrounding me.
I am a loyal human. I may kick, and I may scream my way through situations, but I will remain by your side. Much like my childhood likeness. I was the type of friend who would steadfastly watch their best friend branch out with other people and friends, but stay rock steady when they returned. I sought no comfort in constantly seeking other’s approval. I knew who I was even as a little one, and I loved my friend even from afar. I never looked at friendships as an, “end all be all per say,” but rather I cherished those whom I felt made a lasting hand print on my heart.
The last 32 years have brought forth many recollections when I stop and consider the life that I have lead thus far.
A few things hold true: life will always ebb and flow. It will continue to test you. No matter how prepared you might be, you can never prepare for the change that will set forth when you least expect it.
I’ve found within the last year that spontaneity, pushing my limits, and testing my boundaries and also the human’s within my life makes my vision become clearer with this life.
We are given a gift to wake up and face each day for all that it will bring into our lives.
I have watched those closest to me fight a battle of cancer.
I have seen love and loss.
I have experienced the unimaginable.
I have discussed.
I have cried.
I have written.
I have sang.
I have acted.
I have performed and put on a mask to make the smoke and mirrors reflect what they should from the stage.
I have gotten up each day. Taken many deep breaths and washed away my sorrows through sweat and tears combined.
I have found solace in the arts.
Ultimately I have danced away carefree in those melodies and sparkling lights.
I have worked towards relinquishing my desire to control.
I continue to struggle with many things.
I have found love, and shown kindness whenever possible.
Life will always be challenging, and yet, I am anticipating what lies ahead.
The small, simple moments bring me boundless joy.
Cheers to you my blogging friends. Here, where readers and writers unite.
I applaud all of you for sharing your quandaries and quests. May we all bring forth a flood of words to wash away our tears, and the anguish that our world is pulsing with.
Peace, love, and sparkles is my wish on this, my 32nd birthday.