I sit here, having just entered the final year of my 30's, and I wonder.
I wonder where I'm going...and where the time went.
I wonder how I got here...and why I'm not where I thought I'd be
Where did the dreams go? and the ambition?
and the me I always thought I'd be
Where is she?
The journey has been a rough one at times...and I think a lot of that is my own doing. The beginning of my new year seems like the proper time to make the changes happen. To put into place the things that will help me become the person I expect of myself.
Instead of being unhappy with the changes time creates in what I see...I need to take action to create the changes I WANT to see. I'm exercising again...and enlisting my daughter as personal terrier...she gets to badger me (one of her strengths) about doing one of my numerous workout DVD's daily. I'm also walking more...which helps a lot too.
Instead of feeling like I'm falling behind and failing myself...I need to create a system to stay on track and on top of things. The next available cash we have goes into getting me a calendar and a financial planning book.
At least I'm back rehearsing for shows...that part feels right.
Now to get the rest of me tuned up and in gear...to hold on to that feeling of LIVING rather than marking time...and to keep on believing...in me.