Also happy Delco Day
In the year since my 51st birthday, I faced my learning disabilities head-on and settled into existence as a 4.0 college student. In the same breath, I lost my job of 6 years, became an orphan, and a homeowner all in the same breath. I started using a dating app primarily to distract myself from an absurd and salacious love affair that is as vexing as it is magnificent. It’s been a big year. Lots of firsts. And home improvements. I mean, this wiring won’t bring itself up to code. Thank heavens for handsome electricians, even if they drive me crazy.
Mostly, I’ve been thriving, but I’ve also shed a lot of tears. More than I anticipated. Way more. But when I consider how much of myself I am no longer holding back, shutting down, or shaming into nonexistence, the volume of tears suddenly makes a lot of sense. I am free to feel things I previously would not have tolerated or even have understood.
And through it all, my friends have been right beside me. Holding me down, lifting me up, setting me straight, and even more importantly, letting me fuck up and still loving me despite it. What a privilege. What a gift. What luck and love.
I plan to spend my next year on this planet aiming for continued growth, mindful exploration, tender honesty, and dauntless vulnerability. I dedicate these next 365 days to my friends, my kiddo, and myself. I can’t wait to see what treats, teachings, and tears come next.
Leave a Reply