Tomorrow I turn 38.
I just came back from an evening out with two great friends, women I laugh and drink and write with. They are awesome. And I am so glad our paths connected. Also, they bought me a s’mores brownie, which doubles their awesomeness.
I have at least a handful of other friends I love and adore and without whom my life would not be complete.
Tucked away in their beds are a caring and supportive husband and three little people who make me laugh and love every day.
We all have our health.
I may not have finished a novel – yet – but I write for a living, which is what I’ve always wanted to do.
I have a roof over my head. It may not be a castle, but it’s blue with a red door and is filled with the people and things I love.
I live in a town where the ocean meets the river, so I never have to go very far to witness nature’s awesome beauty.
I have a mom who made sure I was raised right, even when it was hard, and she loves us all fiercely.
I have a brother and sister-in-law whose happiness makes me smile. I have another sister-in-law who amazes me with her achievements.
I have choices to make. Avenues to explore. Things I want to accomplish.
Every day is an adventure. Seriously. I NEVER know where the day will take me.
I’m reading a really great book.
I’ll wake up tomorrow and though I’ll be a year older, I’ll have (hopefully) come a year closer to figuring everything out. I’ll also eat cake. And run. Yes, I should most definitely run.
I’m still two years away from 40.
It’s easy, sometimes, to overlook what a charmed life I lead. Here’s to 38, and another year of being appreciative of all the things – big and small – that make life great. XO