Tomorrow's Gonna Be A Snooze Fest!

It's the crack of dawn on a Monday. I should be getting my beauty sleep for work tomorrow, but my brain refuses to shut off. Sunday night insomnia strikes again! I've got a ton of things to do before the week kicks off, and I'm so hyped up with productivity. Who needs regular office hours when I can work on work-related stuff at this ungodly hour? Basically, I'm ahead of the game and ahead of my alarm clock! Sure, I'll feel like crap tomorrow, but at least I don't have a strict schedule. I can catch some extra zzz's and still manage to show up to work on time. Gotta love that flexibility! lol

Choose wisely.

How you perceive the world is how you will live

You can choose to focus on each awful, imperfect experience.  

You can assume the worst possible outcome and expect people to fail you.  

Or you can allow yourself to be in awe of what is right, beautiful and sacred, and profound.  

You can choose to focus on what makes you feel aligned with the extraordinary life you hope for. 

You can expect people to surprise and delight you in the best ways.  

What you focus on is what will become your truth.  

Choose wisely.

Words to live by

 

life isn't easy, and you have no idea what other folks are experiencing.

Your truth is yours. Leave space for someone else’s too.

Trust in people.

Believe in what you can't see.

Know that the world is an inherently beautiful place.

Believe that you are exactly as you're supposed to be.

Trust your journey.

Be a force of good to others.

And for the love of all things holy, be kind.

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Silver Lining

Discovering the reality of aging has been quite the journey for me. My body has slowed down and started to stumble, betraying the youthful spirit that used to define me. It's a constant battle as my hormones run rampant and my joints ache in different places every day.

Even something as simple as reading has become a challenge. My deteriorating eyesight blurs the words on the page, making it impossible to fully enjoy a good book without the inevitable drowsiness taking over before the next chapter.

And memory? Well, opening a door seems to wipe away my thoughts like magic, leaving me with a frustrating sense of confusion.

To make matters worse, I can no longer indulge in the carefree eating habits of my youth. The days of stuffing my face without consequence are long gone. Where did that ability disappear to? I find myself yearning to wake up and stuff my face with a chocolate Pop tart and drinking a refreshing coke, but those days are behind me.  And we won't talk about the weight gain regardless of having to eat much healthier.

First, I had to give up caffeine due to heart palpitations. Then, alcohol joined the list of forbidden indulgences because of the relentless heartburn it caused. But nothing compares to the struggle of cutting back on ice cream. And don't even get me started on what milk does to me now...

Yet, in the face of these challenges, I have come to realize the importance of accepting the natural process of aging. It's true, you can dye your hair and get plastic surgery to maintain a youthful appearance, but your body won't feel young. The overactive bladder, achy joints, imbalanced hormones - they don't discriminate based on looks. And what's the point of looking 35 with a killer body if your nightly routine consists of going to bed at 8 and your main interests are limited to Netflix and chilling?

So, my ultimate message is this: love yourself through it all. Many didn't make it this far, and even though aging can be uncomfortable and not at all what you had planned for your golden years, at least we have the joy of grandchildren as a silver lining in this journey.