A Valentine To Me
Well, it’s the time of year I’ve been dreading…not Valentine’s or Presidents’ Day…my birthday. I am officially, an “old, married broad gal.”
Well, as the life-long ponderer that I am, it’s my job to take this weekend to reflect on my life.
The question I raise to myself is (always) What have I learned during all of my years on this planet?
I have two days to come up with some of the more profound findings…but for now, I’d like to give myself a little Valentine’s gift by re-counting the lighter notions of my several-decade existence on this planet.
Here’s what I know, I know:
- I’ve learned to read and understand my body: I listen to what it tells me to eat to keep myself balanced.
- I have vastly improved my style of dress: thanks to Sex and the City.
- It has taken more than 40 years, but I’ve learned how to correctly blow dry my hair.
- I have taught myself to cook: because without cooking as a form of therapy, I would have jumped off a bridge by now.
- I learned what it takes to start a business — (see jump off bridge reference).
- I think I understand what makes men tick: (not too much, as long as you don’t catch them at something).
- I taught myself how to train my dog and oddly, it was through communication, not food — hear that guys?
- I have a deeper love of my marriage and respect for my husband by not worrying about what the heck makes men tick.
- I’ve begun to learn what my favorite things are…which started with a bite of a glorious piece of cold fried chicken — which by, the way, led to my learning that I could never last on a carb-free diet.
And I’ve learned the most significant thing…there’s a hell of a lot more to learn.
Happy Valentine’s day everyone.
