Showing posts with label conversation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conversation. Show all posts

January 3, 2014

What It Is

I received so much supportive feedback on yesterdays post!


It seems people are willing to grin and bear my lackluster writing skills as long as I attempt to offer up something of interest. I promise I will try to limit the run on sentences. Mostly through excessive use of commas but please just try to follow along.

My aim is social rather then scientific so I am reluctant to put too many parameters in place. I want to let the conversation go where it goes. The one thing I know is that I aim to avoid anything that looks or feels like material for an online dating profile.

Here is what I know will happen:

January 1, 2014

A New Perspective

Historically, I would not characterize myself as a writer or as a researcher or as a lot of things.

One night in early December, I was having trouble falling asleep as thoughts of my upcoming birthday ran through my head. The close of an incredibly eventful year was coming near, with the beginning of a new year right on its heels. My repeating thought was not about what has or has not happened over the last year. Rather, it was about why I am so focused on what I am not, what I do not have, and what I have not accomplished by this point in my life.

I have many great qualities. I have everything I need. I have accomplished many things.

This internal counseling session went on for a while, as you may have already imagined.

I turn 35 in a few weeks. This is exciting simply because I love celebrating birthdays. I love milestones and reflection and anticipating what the next year will bring. My life is not what I thought it would be when I was a teenager, planning my next 80 years down to the last nonsensical detail. (Why do we do that?) While it is not the cookie-cutter fairytale that I had anticipated, it has turned out to be a more substantial and fulfilling life than I was capable of envisioning at 16.

My oversimplified profile is: single/no kids/never married.

But, who am I, really?