I celebrated my birthday with 3 of my sisters this weekend (one unfortunately had a business trip and couldn't make it). We had a great time. We always do. It's a choice we make. It's a choice anyone can make at anytime.
We ate, we drank, we laughed, we danced. I did go for a long run with one of my sisters (the only part of the weekend that I can say was anything close to "Spring Training"). It was a beautiful run. The sun was on our face and the wind was in our hair. Cliche I know, but true. For my sister and I this was a very special part of the weekend because it made us feel good (productive) and happy to be together sharing a beautiful day free of any responsibility. Bonus, I got to see my mom on my birthday in my favorite hot spot with my god daughter. I organized my day so I arrived home just in time for my family to take me out to dinner. I don't even want to know how many calories were consumed Sunday. I have a lot of work to do this week.
Yesterday was a total rehab day for me. You know the old joke, "Betty Ford called and they saved a room for you", may actually apply. But I'm back in the saddle today and ready to live my real life. I know I'm lucky. But I've made choices to live the life I'm living. There's been good days and bad days; that's just life. I choose to not live in the past. I choose to continue to light candles and dance with no regrets; join me.
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