Little peak of color through the Birch trees.
One of the last rides on the four wheelers for the season.
In the evening by the camp fire, someone OD'ed on the marshmallows!
I have had some time to seriously sit back and think lately. Last month I turned thirty years old. For some reason, the mark of thirty in a person's life really means something. For many, it makes them reflect on the things that they have (or don't), the things that they have done (or have not done). For me, it has been a mix of both. I am very pleased with my life thus far. I have a loving husband who has been in my life for the past nine years. He adds a richness to my life that I never really thought could be. I have the greatest blessing a woman could ever ask for in my daughter; she is my world. I have completed a bachelor's degree in a subject that at one time I felt pretty passionate about. I also have a job that I truly enjoy, with a boss that is one of the most generous, kind-hearted people I have ever met in my life. With that being said, you wouldn't think I have much to contemplate when approaching a milestone birthday. For the don't haves and have-not-dones, my list is rather short. I suppose it is more reflective on the relationships I do not have that I once did. Relationships that I thought would last a lifetime. It's a shame. You think that you have these relationships that are built sacred and treasured, but in the blink of an eye, it can all be gone. It's just a bit frustrating to think about. Everyone knows that people grow, people change, life takes a tole but in the end, you look around and the people who were there all along are the ones who really mean the most. I'm starting to see this now more than ever in my "old age."
Ending on a humorous note....check out this car that I was behind while doing the bank run at work today...
"Here's my number, so call me maybe?"
Until we meet again...
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