Yesterday was my 40th birthday.
It just feels like a regular day.
Last year at this time, I wanted to lose 40 pounds by the time I turned 40. Yeah, that didn't happen. Surprise, surprise, surprise.
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Forrest Gump's momma said "Life is like a box of chocolates....".
As much as I love chocolate, I always kind of think of life like a river.
Some people are born & get thrown in the river to sink or swim.
Some people ride down the river in an inflatable raft, holding a coozie of Mountain Dew.
Some on a dinghy. Bet you know some of those.
Some on a sailboat, going where the wind takes them.
Some on a yacht. I don't know any of those. They're out of my circle.
I'm not sure what kind of vessel I'm on.
Probably a row boat, trying to row, row, row, when all I really need to do is let the river carry me. I've been through some whirlpools, spinning and spinning and almost going down into the black hole in the center. Sometimes the river is calm and I feel like I'm not going anywhere. Sometimes I feel like I'm going over Niagra falls in a barrel. That's fun.
Anyway, I don't know where this river will be winding this year, but after 40 of them, I think I'll just lean back and try to enjoy the ride.