Wow. How on earth did this happen? I don’t feel almost 40. I don’t even feel 39. And I think if most people looked at me they would not think I was 39. Or maybe I am just fooling myself, maybe they actually do. I feel as wise as 39 has earned me. And I feel finally as if I am listening to myself, my own dreams, my own whispers. Which I really, really, really like.
But my parents seemed WAY older at 40 than I feel. Of course I was 7 then. And I am not 40 yet.
A few weeks ago over at freeplaylife, Tiffany had us make our own superheroes. Here is mine:
She is a bad ass. And totally reflects me. Even down to the combat boots and pink hair. As soon as I started to make her hair I said, “It needs to be pink.” And knew it. I have always wanted pink hair. That is the truth. I was all giddy after she came to fruition and jumped on the treadmill to try to get my exercise for the day.
As I was walking/running, I thought to myself, “Why CAN’T I have pink hair?” Really. Why can’t I?
So I created a pink hair pin board.
And then I called my hairdresser who I hadn’t seen in 6 months due to intense time constraints.
And last Thursday I went to her.
And I have pink highlights. And I want more.
I LOVE it. And I have an appointment on the 16th of this month for more. It is trial and error. I can’t see it from the front, and i want to be able to. I really wanted more of a statement. This is the first time EVER I have dyed my hair any color at all. And it feels pretty dang fun. I have dreams of changing the color of the highlights whenever I feel the desire for a different whimsical color.
So there you have it. My birthday present to myself for 39. Wow. Tomorrow I will let you know what I am beginning today for my own longevity. 39 and 2012 I am taking by the balls. I am not jokin’ around in case anyone thought I was. This is serious. My own life, happiness, and joy are on the line and I am not leaving it up to the ebbs and flows of daily life.
Nope. I am exploring. Writing. Experimenting. Trying new things. Deeply listening to my internal wanderings. Planning some mini family vacations. Reading. Getting playful. Adding some spunk. Trying not to take too many things too seriously. Remembering the fragility of it all when I become a wee bit complacent. And just going for it.
Today is all we have, and I want to make the damn best of it. And I also want to be cognizant of teaching my kids that they can give themselves permission to do the same; to live by their own rules. We only have ourselves to reach for what is fulfilling to our own souls yearnings. Why on earth do we sit around waiting for an invitation to do so?
Here is your invitation. Get to work. And have some fun.Tweet