So I've officially hit the big 3-0. I only wish my mother could have been here to see it. Sure, I know she's with me in spirit, but it would have been nice to have the flesh-and-blood woman with me. I miss my mother's hugs. Almost two years have passed since she left this plane and the hole in my heart is as painful as ever.
Having hit my third decade, I am given to introspection. With two small children, a fiancee and a home to care for, it sometimes feels like my life has hit a standstill - one that I will not be able to fully surpass for the next eighteen years or so. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore my loved ones and could not survive intact without them, but every now and then I ache to get out, run away and do something crazy, dangerous and wild. Sometimes I feel caged. I'm chomping at the bit!
I'm ready for the winds of change to sweep past me and bring something new to my life. Hopefully something good! Hopefully something soon!
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