- I do feel older,
- And feeling older doesn't feel so bad.
- I don't feel nearly as old as I once imagined (like maybe at seventeen) being 37 would feel.
- I've easily learned as much in the last half of my life as I did in the first.
- There's still so much more I want to learn.
- I thought that by age 37 I would be "there."
- I'm still not sure where "there" is.
- It doesn't bother me that I'm not "there" or that I'm still trying to figure it out.
- In fact, I prefer it this way.
- I still think in terms of "when I grow up."
- Having children has made it feel as if time passes more quickly.
- If given the opportunity (say a genie in a bottle or a magic coin) I wouldn't choose to spend the last eleven years (since I've had children) any other way (even though it's all a blur!).
- I'm really looking forward to the next 37 years, perhaps with as much anticipation as I did the last 30.
- Even though I'm all "grown up" now, some nights I am still afraid of the dark.
- Some nights I still imagine that there are monsters under my bed.
- I still can't stand to be called by anything other than my first name, especially by people younger than me. It doesn't feel like a term of respect, it feels like another way of dividing people and I'd rather we all see ourselves as equals.
- I'm still surprised when I meet young people and they treat me like a grown-up.
- At 37, I finally feel like maybe I do have wisdom that would make the world a better place.
- I'm not convinced that I'll ever truly make a difference on a grand scale (and I'm okay with that), but the differences I will make to those I love and those who are close are big enough for me.
- I understand much better now why my mom took the approach to life that she did.
- I work to emulate that in more ways than I ever imagined I would.
- Chocolate, a sweet I didn't even like as a kid, grows more and more important to me with each passing year.
- I eat peas and carrots now (two things I hated as a kid). I still don't much like carrots, but peas have kind of grown on me.
- I enjoy things I once thought I never would... like cooking and cleaning.
- I even enjoy planting things -- not really gardening, but performing gardening-like tasks now and then.
- I thought by 37 I'd have that pre-baby body back. I finally understand it doesn't work that way.
- I still have hopes for a post-40, trim and athletic build.
- But it's not something I'm going to mope about, obsess over, or diet for.
- I do mope and obsess about things I never imagined would get to me on more than an intellectual level -- like politics and the state of the world and children who will never know proper families and what it's like to be loved.
- I'm much more likely to write people off as hopeless now than I was when I was younger--not worth my time, my energy, my effort.
- I feel much less guilt about getting to this place with people than I did when I was younger.
- Yet, I'm no longer afraid that I will turn into a bitter, old person.
- I'm much more content with my relationships, though some of them will never be what I once hoped they would be.
- Life is generally much better than it was when I was 27.
- And WAY improved over life at 17... I would never choose to be 17 again.
- I still have gypsy black hair and the few stray grays I have found were easily (as well as necessarily) pluckable.
- I have no desire to pretend that I am any age other than what I am -- 37.
You can now find me writing here...
Thursday, May 31, 2007
37 Things
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TRACY! :-)
Post a Comment