I remember growing up thinking that there is no way I would ever live to be half a century old. SURPRISE! As I try and figure out what this really means [I don't feel that old] I am starting to realize that for the last several years I have not taken time for the little things in my life. Take this blog for instance ... since the last time I posted, I have moved half way across the United States, my oldest daughter has gotten married, and my mom has also passed to be forever united with my Dad. Let that sink in ...
So, here I am wondering where to start. Five years is a long time and a lot has happened. People and places have changed. What was once the most important thing in the world has now been replaced, several times over with even more important things. People have came into our lives and sadly left our lives as well - going in the direction of the world and their individual lives. But inside I still feel so much the same. I still wonder and think how in the world do I fit in.
I cannot promise that I am going to keep up. Part of me says that it would be just as easy to hit the delete key and grab a pencil and paper. My GenX personality wants to believe that I am "techie" enough to keep on top of this, but the other part of me says "nobody really cares Susan, write it in your journal and keep it to yourself". We are almost to the end of yet another year. I will see how I do. We will see what I find to write about and how often those thoughts find it to this location ...
Wish me luck - at my age I am going to need it.
