Growing old (dis) gracefully

I used to say every birthday I was 29. Why was I denying myself the years of happiness and wisdom (yup!) I am privileged to have?

So I’m screaming into the first day of being 43 utterly disgracefully by laying here thinking about having ice cream for breakfast!

If you know me, you know the back story.

If you don’t, here it is

Life can be so very unpredictable; we just don’t know when the universe is going to chuck to a curve ball in our direction

I’m happy to be here for 43 years despite cancer trying to bump me off twice!

Sometimes I do think about the sad and stressful stuff that’s happened in my four decades of life. I feel the feels then I try to be grateful for the good stuff too, of which there’s plenty!

I may have had cancers, but my life perspective has changed for the better, so was it such a bad thing after all? (I clearly gloss over the surgeries and chemo at this point 😂)

The best advice I can give is:

Fall in love with yourself; If you love magic moments, take pictures of them, they’re great to revisit (this is defo me!); Tell people that you love them, they’d love to hear that; Chat to random strangers; Do things that you’re afraid of; Travel the world; Smile and watch others smile around you in return; Appreciate all the small things, even the wiggly worms and the shape of the clouds; see beauty in everything.

Because we all die.

I’ve read far too many eulogies in my life to know we ain’t getting out alive. So we may as well enjoy and appreciate it!  Have fun and make it the best story in the world.

Starting today’s story with ice cream at 7am 😉

My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.

Maya Angelou