What are these lines I see at the corners of my eyes when I look in the mirror?
Why is it so much harder to get up from a kneeling position?
When did I start thinking ‘man, kids are stupid these days’?
When did I stop being one of those stupid kids?
Twenty years ago today, a stupid kid walked across a stage and received her baccalaureate degree from St. Francis Xavier University in Antigonish, N.S.
My eyes were as bright and hopeful as my hair was big and blond. I think my demeanour was as perky as my … ah, wait, let’s not go there.
A career in journalism — seeing and writing and reading about some fairly horrible topics — and a variety of my own life experiences have left me forever jaded.
I turn the clock on my 40th year this summer. A few years ago, I went through a series of ‘I should’ thoughts in my head.
‘I should be married.’
‘I should have kids.’
‘I should be more financially stable.’
And it stressed me out.
Immature is a word that boring people use to describe fun people. ~ Will Ferrell
But I chose to let go of all those pressures and concentrate on what I could do.
I could work towards paying down my debt load.
I could wait to fall in love when someone was willing to do the same in return.
I could get to know my four amazing nieces better and enjoy the lives they’re leading.
(I’m working on it.)
And I could focus on enjoying life as I know it — opening my eyes and mind wider, putting more miles on my truck and recording it all with my camera and my keyboard.
As much as possible, I try to embrace my time away from the office with a childlike enthusiasm and this midlife crisis of sorts has left me more content, more relaxed and happier.
Oh, but don’t worry … I retain my caustic wit.
If only for your entertainment.