March SOL Challenge #29
Today was my mom’s birthday.
We spent the majority of the day together.
As I was saying goodnight to her tonight I wished her a final Happy Birthday. She was quiet and then said, “yes, but I’m getting older.” Of course I dismissed it and said, “yes, just like the rest of us!!” It seemed to appease her. Who knows for sure.
I walked slowly down the hallway back to my condo thinking about those words. We’re all getting older. Yes, that is a fact. There are a few things I understand, that I know, as I get older. As I age I realize that…
The small things DO matter. I used to think we weren’t supposed to “sweat the little things.”
I am in charge of how I feel on any given day. I used to think the situation I was in or the people I was with could make or break my mood.
I can get through seemingly insurmountable situations, I used to think a situation like Cancer could break me.
I can drive in snow storms and get to my destination safely. I used to think my nerves would get the better of me resulting in a bad accident at some point.
I can discipline myself to sit down and write for 31 days straight. I used to think I would run out of things to write about. I’m not quite there, but very close. And, actually, I was a bit worried that writing today might not happen! I Know I Can.