I hate to admit it… but I can’t really remember.
As a survivor of trauma, I remember well when bad things happen. It’s like a snapshot memory. Sights, sounds, smells. Everything.
But otherwise?
I think the best things that have happened to me over the course of this year involve growth.
Not physical growth because I am way past the age I would have any growth spurts.
Mentally, emotionally.
I’ve had breakthroughs…
And breakdowns…
And I’ve matured.
I’ve spent plenty of time with friends who love me.
I’ve received encouragement to look at the positives and not focus so much on the negatives.
I’ve done and said things that upset others. And apologized when I would have dipped out beforehand.
I’ve been selfish and giving at the same time sometimes.
I’m aging all the same.
I want to say aging like fine wine.
… Looking forward to gray hair. If I gray like my father, it’ll look very nice.
~J. Lyst
If I gray like my mom… well…
Your Thoughts?