46 in 2013: Taking On The World
This Life gig? Why did I worry? It turns out I’ve got it down pat.
- Working? New programs and presentations. Been there, done that, and published along the way.
- Teaching? One-to-one, each relationship develops and blossoms with discpline and wonder.
- Love Life? Fabulous sex. Been there, done that, doing more, more, and more.
- Travels? Passport updated, luggage-to-go packed, car gassed, plane trips scheduled.
- We’re all healthy and happy, squabbles and daily worries rolled into our immense joys.
So, 40 was hard when I could only hold hands, hum favorite songs, show pictures, and whisper memories
when losing first my father and then my dear friend. Both had gone too young, and I did not want to follow at only 40,
so I breathed in then out over and again. Determined, each year I grew playful. I became younger.
Wandering, getting lost, gasping at new sights while undeniably lost, I’d always find my way back.
Worries came, but I threw them onto passing winds. Here I am: 46 now, ready for new days into years into decades.
Yep, this Life gig? It’s not so hard after all. Watch out, World! I’m coming.