Friday, January 16, 2015

Back

Tonight I sit in a cabin in Kingvale. It's a small cozy a-frame that you have to walk into through the snow. 

My son has a cold and a cough but I'm trying my best not to let it get me down. I also forgot nighttime diapers and jerry rigged some pads in a shower cap which either makes me MacGyver or means I should put more money in the "therapy" bucket. 

Tomorrow I turn 39, my last year in my 30's. I'm excited. Turning 40 in a year doesn't bother me at all, in fact I look forward to it. I feel like with each passing year I embrace myself more and appreciate life in a different way. 

I took over a year break from writing and just LIVED. I didn't worry about what I was writing next. I didn't worry about sugar coating my failures or celebrating the good. On the same token though, I missed it. There was a big space there that I knew could only be filled by writing again. So, I'm back. I'm going to celebrate this next year with a bang and want to document it along the way. 

Here's to 39 being the best year yet!

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