Sunday, February 22, 2015

jubilee

this is my year of jubilee.  my 50th year.  i turn 50 in april.  i have planned a trip in july to celebrate.  i rented a house that can sleep 15 people.  i invited people.  i got a lot of wishy washy answers....it was a little disheartening.  but, to be fair, i didn't say, "this is my big deal for my birthday because most years i don't do a whole lot...".  this year i want to do this thing.  i want people that i care about to come.  whoever can.
getting divorced changed me.  i used to wait for others to decide.  i used to wait to be "celebrated".  now, i am going to celebrate.  no matter what.  no matter who can come.  i chose the date.  i chose the place.  i chose to include and pay.  i chose.  and it felt good.  even if nobody else comes.  i am peaceful.  however the trip ends up will be right.  i just have to remember that nobody is accepting or rejecting me..they are just doing what they need to do.  gotta remember that.  because i am still smarting from over twenty years of rejection.  i am still hurting from how my ideas weren't good.  how my dreams were ridiculous.
maybe they are.  but they are mine.  my dreams.  my hopes.  my desires.  because being with people i love is my priority as i turn the corner to the last third of my life.  most likely about 2/3 done. maybe half? :)  and i want to be sure that i do, say and experience the things that life has to offer.  i want to pay the cost.  i want to do it.  period. but all i can do is ask.  offer.  and enjoy what comes.  be present in what is.
it's the last summer of having a high schooler.  mind boggling.  i am going to breathe in every bit...deeply.  i'm going to jump and do the crazy, fun and silly stuff.  i am going to choose not to always look responsible.  i want a life that's memorable. i want my memories to be full of beauty and laughter.  i want my life to be full.
i want the JUBILEE.  not the mundane.  i choose more.  i choose to keep asking.  to keep reaching out.  to keep choosing to find the moments to remember.
blessings.

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