
This weekend sees another rotation around the sun completed This weekend sees me trying to solve some of the hardest challenges of my adulthood This weekend sees me reluctant to do any celebrating Forty-six Forty-six years of joys and heartaches Of tryings and learnings Of experimentation and exploration I think on the six year old me The sixteen year old me The twenty-six year old me The thirty-six year old me Each of these stages of my life reflect a different person than I am now Softer, more optimistic, more naive and innocent versions of me I am grateful for all of my experiences as they have shaped me They have forged me in fire and tempered me in ice water My scars and wounds show that I have lived and loved They show that I have tried and failed and gotten back up I am graced to have the gift of experience and perspective For you can only obtain these gifts by living Although I may not be bathing in the contentment I dreamed I'd have at this age The journey is not over There are more tales to be lived and pages to be written More love to be given and received Everyday that the sun rises, there is hope to create the narrative I want for myself Being an adult is scary and contrary to popular belief No one knows what they are doing We're all just making it up as we go along And trying to learn from those who have already been there There's no getting it right Only doing our best at every step we're able to take So here's to forty-six May dreams manifest May peace prevail May I continue to grow, and love, and learn in all things I do -gws