Six Months… And I Stop Counting!
As of this day, I am a woman in my thirties for only six more months. Or in a brief six months, I merely resign myself to being perpetually 39.
Nooooo….
So, in contemplating 40 relentlessly bearing down just around the corner, I ask myself, “How do I want to leave this decade? And how do I want to enter the next?”
I’ve heard women in their forties exclaim enthusiastically, “40’s are theeeee BEST!”
Hmmmmm…. OK. Groovy. I can get behind that. For sure.
But really, what do I want?
The short list:
- to be self-sufficient: in impending months as Filipes leaves present employment, I want to know- and actually prove that- I can support this family pursuing those things I find meaningful and fulfilling.
- to help to establish this family as geographically independent.
- to engage the world- my world- with confidence and self-assurance.
- to KNOW and EXPRESS gratitude… perpetually and profoundly.
- to just plain GO WITH IT! SURRENDER! It all works out as it should….
Short list, as I said. I’ve got six months to make revisions… I didn’t say anything about consistency.










