Milestones


I have recently marked my time on earth as 5 decades.  You do the math.  And as I embrace this milestone (not very tightly I might add), because honestly, unless I live to be 100 (I surely hope this is NOT going to be the case), it's my last milestone.  I spend way too much time reliving my life in my head (I drive a lot). 

Not only have a I reached this milestone, but I have recently become an empty-nester.  My youngest moved out and now it's just me and the dog.  Although I struggled with the concept before the reality, NOW, it's not a bad thing.  She still comes home, we still do things together and we talk more than we did when we lived together. 

The old cliche about everything having a purpose?  It does.  So many things that I have gone through in my life, NOW make sense.  Things in life, challenges, hardships, struggles, all prepare you for what's coming in your life.  It wasn't that long ago that I realized that I had WAY too many open doors in my life, things that I couldn't move past until I faced it.  And then, things just started presenting themselves, the doors started opening wider and I needed to make choices that were hard, but needed to be made.  Once all the doors were closed, I felt such a relief and some freedom that I didn't feel prior.

Life has taught me many many lessons, whether I wanted to learn them or not.  Some lessons I fought, but eventually was taught.  Yes, life is funny that way, when you are meant to do or learn, it will teach you one way or another.

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