I realise that I’ve been MIA for a while. When I started this blog, I really wanted it to be purposeful and not just the ramblings of my inner thoughts at any given time. I mean, do you really care what I had for breakfast today or what my commute was like? Something much more exciting than bagels and traffic happened recently. I turned 40.
I can’t say that I completely dreaded turning 40. I think because I am not married with kids like many of my friends of the same age, I kind of feel like I’m still in my 20’s - but with a better budget. Anyway, I had been reflecting a lot about how I got to where I am right now and I’d like to share with you what I learned. So here it is:
Don’t get me wrong, feeling loved for who you are is a great feeling, but I was genuinely confused. At first I assumed that they really didn’t know me and once they did get to know Full-On Niffer, they’d back off. But they didn’t. Then I assumed that they were being kind to my face and annoyed behind my back. But they weren’t. These people actually love me. The real me. The loud, crazy, jagermeister-loving, dirty-joke telling me.
It feels amazing.