It’s my birthday.
(Well technically it’s tomorrow)
When I opened my laptop to start this post I had no idea what I wanted to say. I stared blankly at the white screen for a while, stumped. If you know me (you do know me right?) being stumped for words doesn’t happen very often to me. I thought I would sit down and the words would fly off my fingers. Something funny. Something poignant. Something in the home run department (you know those posts that just sail out of the ball park…)
I just sort of sat there for a moment a little frustrated. I needed something. Anything. I looked up and took in my environment. Nothing. I looked down at my laptop. Nothing. I closed my eyes and looked inside. Nothing. Then….
I looked back.
I looked back to my birthday post last year: “A Birthday Wish” and I sat quietly reading the post slowly. My eyes tearing up remembering how I felt writing that the girl in the first picture:
had no idea what was about to hit her.
The girl waiting for her on her 41st birthday:
Also had no idea.
She has no idea that in a few short months something magical is about to happen. No idea that the universe is about to take her world and turn it upside down and inside out. She thinks her feet are firmly planted where she stands and when the rug is pulled out from under her she’s going to really understand what it means to go after what you deserve.
She has no idea that a year from now she will be where she never expected.
We’ll be waiting.