by Judith Allen
Brief writing about life, aging and changing.
Today is the last day of the first of my life.
I came into the world kicking and crying, From the pictures I see of myself then it was not a joyous time. I was pulled from my comfort zone. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t like it at all.
My life became a battle of comfort zone, nestling in to the warm, safe place and yelling for the world to leave me alone. Or stretching into trying new things, testing myself. Failing. Succeeding. Scared. Excited.
Wanting to go back. Always moving forward.
Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life.
Time to be happy for life, no matter how it is lived. Time to dream and plan, enjoy. Eat and drink. That old cliche - be merry. Dare. Eyes open. Road opening wide. Still time to Laugh. Cry. Feel pain. Joy, Anger. Hope. Thankful for time.
The comfort zone doesn’t seem to matter as much any more.