I saw somewhere that 72 is the new 30, if that is the case I am turning eight this year. I believe it because I feel like an eight year old. Most people I see on a daily basis are between the ages of five to twelve, and some of my best friends are eight years old. This is a difficult road to travel because chronologically that's 50, most folks by this age are established and looking forward to their golden years. I on the other hand feel like I am just starting out.
It's a brave new world I want to come into and I still have so much to do and I don't know where to start. My childlike enthusiasm has never dwindled and I am as curious as ever to discover the world and myself. I spend most of my time wondering and dreaming about my adult life. I do not feel like a real adult yet. Maybe because I haven't done many adult things, never mind that I am married, have a full time job and have raised two adult children these things happened to me but I don't feel like they helped me grow much. I know that sounds a little harsh, but it's true.
Growing up means taking charge of your life doing what you want to do and loving it. I have not done that. I want to do that and if it takes me the next twenty two years to do it, then I have not just taken up space on this planet. For starters my blog is going to change I know my zero followers will be heartbroken but it has to happen. I am interested in so many things that I feel I am wasting my blog on myself and not exploring more things that I like and sharing things people are really interested in. So with that I wish you all a great life and I hope you all will enjoy my new incarnation. See you on the flip side.
