It's my birthday in a few weeks, less than a month away. As I plan my party, I think back to this time last year, when I was in full scale planning mode for a 'Dukes of Hazzard / Cowboys and Indians Party' that turned out to be so much fun.
Where did the past year go? It literally seems to have disappeared before me. I start to feel a little concerned, that nothing much happened, that I really haven't achieved or done much, then I take that thought, and throw it out the window, as fast as I can. It has been a really busy year, one of endless learning, new experiences, taking risks and chances. Stepping out into the dream, slowly putting my toes into the water, and beginning to make ripples.
In my study surrounded by masses documents from the past year - words jumped off pages before my eyes. Reminding me of just how much has happened in the last year. What I have done, the healing I have received, what I have learnt, what I have written, and thought about. Where I have been, what I have dreamed. Its been a brilliant year, abet one touched with pain, and the passing of my beautiful Coco - my Dalmatian.
Trips to London - for weddings - Gina and Gray / David and Fiona, to film at the Proms, the opportunity to meet/work with Jilly Cooper, the chance to take photographs in Sicily, and Donegal, Manchester, and Dublin. Going to music festivals with my sister and Jennie, learning to surf with my brother, watching movies, and reading amazing words. Travelling with my sister. Walking on Slieve League with Tal and Coco. Having great lunches with Kate. Listening to the ocean. Walking barefoot on the shore. Soaking in His presence. Praying, and Praying, and Praying. Running in the marathon with Sarah. Watching dawn raising, and suns setting. Singing in BCGC. Hanging out with pals - laughter.
Reconnecting with good friends, who because of the places our lives have taken us, we don't see each other as much as we would like. Working in tv - some good, a lot bad. Leading a team. Writing and Broadcasting BBC Thought for the Days. Having a small exhibition of my pictures. Writing & photography - what a joy. Developing and starting to set up my business, researching, reading, thinking - oh I did a lot of thinking this year, lots and lots and lots of it. thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking - and then jumping, taking the plunge to start salt and sparkle - and writing, everyday, everywhere, on everything.
In 27 days I will be another year into this decade. Even though life isn't terribly stable, and I am older - and the world tells me I should worry about all that hasn't happened, or where I am in life. I look back and I think...
IT HAS BEEN A GOOD YEAR!
I am thankful for this year, as painful as some of it has been. I am stronger now than I was in August 2010, and living in my dream. I have this wonderful sense, of all that is in front of me, and as I stand at the beginning of a huge adventure into something absolutely magnificient. Something that every moment in my life has prepared me for. I smile, older, wiser, I breathe, and I stand tall and I LEAP - into everything that is to come.
What does older mean to you?
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