39

I have three minutes to post on my birthday and I'm going to do it, no matter how short it's going to be and how inadequate I might feel like it is. 

It was a great day. It was spent with people who matter the most to me, really - who get it and support me and for whom in return I'd pretty much do whatever they need. That's the way it works for me. 

I have high hopes for this year. 

38 was amazing and beautiful in some ways (I am so rich in friends and family it's ridiculous) but mostly it was really fucking hard. It was the worst phase, I hope, of the scab healing over, the caterpillar working extra hard to turn into the butterfly, pick your metaphor. I boxed with the universe for a lot of it. 

I ended it just kind of asking for guidance, from somewhere, for what I need to do next. 

I'm lucky in a lot of ways. This is the year I need to get brave. 

Wish me luck. 

Comments

[jodifur]

Happy B-day! We need to find time for me to take you out for a b-day drink!

[Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah]

Good luck.

You know what you need to do. Go do it.

[Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah]

Also, happy birthday.

39 is going to be amazing.

[Jennie]

I love that last line so much. That's how I feel about this year, too. The year I get brave. Damn, you're good.

And happiest of happy birthdays to you. I should have known you were a Capricorn. Most of my favorite people are.

[Mindy]

Happy Birthday. May this next year be full of wonderful memories and zero stress!

[Amie aka MammaLoves]

You are plenty brave. I know it.

[Headless Mom]

Happy (late) b-day! 29 will be great...and 40 ain't so bad either! ;-)