I Will, I Promise

I saw this wonderful article on Purple Clover and thought ‘I could put my own spin on those resolutions, I’m a woman in the midst of a midlife crisis’.  Perhaps that’s why I connected so easily with what Sharon Greenthal had to say.

Granted I had those thoughts back in December last year when the article was written and it’s taken me this long to get around to creating my own version.

But as today marks the day I’m another year older, another step away from that half-century milestone, I thought this day was the perfect day to think (and write) about what I’d like to do, or change, about myself over the coming year – or years.
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My Main Distractor

I love blogging.  Sharing my thoughts and my photos.  Although I know I’m no pro photographer, I do try to take decent shots of the things that interest me and I love sharing them here on my blog.  As for the writing aspect, sitting here typing away is therapeutic, cathartic almost, and I look forward to doing it regularly.

I do get a little despondent when something takes me away from it.  However, that does depend upon ‘what’ that something is and Toastmasters is my main distractor.  But a distraction I am ok with.
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That Loved Feeling

It’s hard to say what makes me feel loved.  

It’s hard for me to say it succinctly that is, but I’ll try.

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Mesmerizing Fascination

It’s no great secret that I love the Moon.  This blog is full of pictures I’ve taken (and stories I’ve told) about my fascination for that beautiful, big, natural satellite that dances around our planet in synchronous rotation.  

I find it quite bewildering that as the Moon orbits the Earth, and the Earth orbits the Sun, and each rotates upon its own axis, the end result is a ballet of grace and beauty that sees the same side of the Moon always facing towards the Earth.

For me, this is a mesmerizing fascination that compels me to ‘look up’ as often as possible.
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This is NOT Funny

It’s been almost four weeks now since I fell and broke my right arm, and in that time, I’ve discovered how frustrating it is trying to operate with one hand – my non-dominate hand at that.

Laugh all you want, but this is not funny.  I can’t dress myself, I can barely feed myself, and I cannot remember the last time my hair was so messy and out of control.
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