feliz cumpleaños a mí

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I just had a birthday, and no, I’m not telling you guys how young I am!

Isn’t it funny how much we want to be 10-and-a-half. Eighteen. Twenty-one. We want to be older as if it’s a ticket to real life… no obstacles… freedom. Then, you’re squirming in your late twenties, and the questions start rolling in:

Am I happy? Where should I be at this point in my life?

Birthdays have a fantastic way of doing that. Don’t they?

I thought of all of the plans I’ve made over the years: The daydreams I had as a little girl as I played in my parents front yard, and the bold visions I had as a bull-headed college student walking the streets of Boston as if I knew it all. I had it almost all figured out. The city I would live in… the career I would have and the kind of man I would marry. Some of us make so many plans, and those plans always seem to create an expectation or expectations. It’s probably not exactly what we were initially going for. We can do a little sinking under that kind of pressure, but I think, in part, it’s because we’re thinking about it all wrong.

What’s best, at least for me now, is thinking of it as grey area… a charcoal sketch. All of those plans — a sketch that we can turn to for direction as we grow old and hopefully wiser. We can always do a little erasing, smudging and a some shading outside of the lines. I think that may have been a bit of a realization I just had a few days ago, or at least, I really began to truly understand it. So, lets just say, that’s one more year and one more lesson… or TWO. Number two is I’m getting too old for some kinds of crazy.

My uncle offered to let me jump out of a plane strapped to him or some other guy on the big day, but that just didn’t sound enjoyable on any level. He does it every weekend. Picture my face in complete awe every time I’m reminded of that endeavor. Instead, I chose tranquility. I don’t get much of it in the news biz, and luckily, it was the day after Thanksgiving. I was in Miami with my family so relieved I could even put a bikini on underneath a pair of shorts. Well, kind of. Lol.

I had almost forgotten how special the ocean is. How it can make you feel. It had been too long. The translucent, blue-green water…The salt in the air…the birds chirping away…swaying palm trees…It’s magical so I got on a paddle board on Key Biscayne. It was something new, something different…

annWe only get one chance to do this thing called life so I’m planning on living this next year with a freer heart and an even bolder step…

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Paul says:

    I own a few paddle boards. Let me know when you want to take a SUP out next year.

  2. Tony says:

    “Am I happy? Where should I be at this point in my life?

    Birthdays have a fantastic way of doing that. Don’t they?”

    Yes, they do. I’m having mine next week! Happy birthday to you!

  3. If you ever want to jump out of a plane, fly Army. Let me know.

  4. lewis says:

    Great photograph on the bay! It looks calm and peaceful!

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