Monday
Apr022007
three-oh
the sound of stamping little feet on the wooden floor. the morning light brightening his sleepy face. trailing his security blanket behind him, Will silently climbs on my knees, wraps his arms tightly around my neck and nestles his head on my shoulder.
"happy birthday Mommy" he says.
I always thought that by the time I was thirty I would have a lot of things figured out. and I realize that I don't. yet wearing the necklace and hair clips that my sons have secretly bought with their father and kept hidden under their pillows suddenly gives new meaning to all the questions that are left unanswered. and gently reminds me that I have time to learn my lessons, to be confident in my tastes and views. and find out who I am.
Apr 2, 2007
Reader Comments (31)
Life is indeed a continuous journey of learning. I don't think we ever get it all figured out, just a littler wiser on the way.
Just FYI - I'm 34 and I still haven't got anything figured out. I am only NOW, THIS YEAR, realizing that life is too short to wear ugly shoes, so who knows what else I don't know yet?! Thirties are wonderful, like Chookooloonks said...