We are expecting our first overnight guests in our RV. It's a little scary, and I hope our friendship can endure this adventure! We are moving the RV to the motorcycle clubhouse for the New Year's Eve party, since the kids are with us and after all- we do have a mobile home! I'm crossing my fingers that the space does not fill up too fast and that I do not turn into a pumpkin as the night goes by. But to be honest, I just hope I last until the clock strikes 12~ I haven't seen past ten in quite a while! And preschoolers do not understand that mommy and daddy did not go to bed at eight as they did...So that is what is new in RV world for the Hickeys....
Now onto deep thoughts....
As I look back at 2010 I have to look back at the entire decade. What a life altering decade it has been, but with only having three decades (yes yes, into my fourth I know), haven't they all been life altering? I became a mother, three times over. I became a wife, I graduated college, and made many, many moves. For a girl who bucks against change, I have certainly had my share of it. I may not remember what I had for lunch yesterday, but I sure remember how I brought in the new millennium. And yet it all seems to have happened in the blink of an eye. I'm learning that it is often best to keep my mouth shut and my tongue in check, because I now hear words come out of my mouth and think, "wow, did I really just say that?" My memory is losing its staying power, and the hard drive of my brain is very near capacity. Which if I think about it is a good thing, because I look back on things I've said and done and thought, "Oh dear Lord, how dumb was that?!" Things I'd most certainly rather forget, though I have friends with cameras and photographic memories that most certainly won't let me! Which brings me to another valuable lesson: pick your friends wisely- because they will be the ones with the evidence later! I believe life is a series of battles, which become more pronounced with age. The battle of the scale and the battle of the bulge, the battle against memory loss and the battle to be energetic. The battle against road rage and the battle against my temper. It is a battle against my headstrong children and a battle against fatigue in doing so. But in these battles I have found acceptance: acceptance that I am who I am and that I must learn to like me, and acceptance that I cannot do everything on my own. I have found that I treasure my friendships (although the thought of having to make any more makes me want to lie down and take a nap). I have learned to accept that I will never again be a size two. So in high hopes for the forthcoming decade I can only know for sure that there will be change, there will be wrinkles and age spots, and there will be life changing events. But what I can hope for is the good sense to find the humor in it all. Happy New Year?
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