As I write this, I am lingering in gratitude. It’s my 47th birthday. Not that I feel different from yesterday but in a way I am. This is another new year. Another chance to experience life. To keep my word. To do something I’ve never done before. To evolve a little more.
I have learned quite a bit over these years. Sometimes I feel like more in the last seven than when I was in my 20’s. Back then I was in the midst of doing. Being fearless and indignant and spirited and everything in between.
My 30’s were spent in quiet mourning. Over people I thought I loved but really I just longed for the idea of who I wanted them to be. Or over people I did loose and can only visit through photos and memories.
In 2019, when I turned 40, it was as if I woke up with the self-worth I had been preaching about years before. Happier. More sure. More hopeful than ever.
I don’t think I just happened to choose this course. No, I believe this journey was orchestrated especially for me, and I’ve had enough angels around to make sure I stay on the path I am supposed to travel. A path that keeps me giddy with excitement because I can only imagine what is before me.
I am so thankful to start my new year with people who go hard for me. I am also grateful that I am in a place of reverence for all that has been and for whatever is happening right now. It may be the only way, I can lean into the future.
Here’s to more learning, more growing, more freedom, and so much more love!
Follow Jennifer at writerjns on IG and FB. Or visit jennifernshannon.com.
No posts
Comments
Nothing yet. Say the first thing.
Sign in to join the conversation.