Had another birthday and swaying between “Happy me….” and “Please let me forget!”. After having had cancer twice I am grateful to still be here, absolutely, but discovering another wrinkle, hair growing in all the places you don’t want them, having to give up loud restaurants (if you want to have a conversation that is) and a back ache that just won’t let up…..not so sure happy is the first word that comes to mind.
What is more and more prevalent though is being ok with it all and not caring so much about all those outer things, so I suppose I might have become an adult, finally.
I was “accused” of something that I didn’t quite think was true and as always I sat back to look at the validity of it. Even though, in this situation, it could be something I need to change, it became so clear to me that this was not about me, but about them and their issue.
Not sure why I’m surprised but it does still baffle me sometimes how unaware people are. Or maybe not unaware, but too scared to admit their own stuff. To be able to just stay in the uncomfortable mess and actually look for what can really make a difference.
Imagine if we were just being open, honest and curious with ourselves and with each other. Imagine what a different world this would be.