For those of you who have been reading my blog over the last several years, you know that I tend to write a reflections type post near my birthday…..what I have learned, where I would like to go, etc. This year I have hit a numeric milestone (as many consider multiples of 5 “milestones”). Additionally, my birthday happened to fall the day before Yom Kippor when, as a Jew, my designated time of reflection is coming to an end. So I thought I would put some of my recognitions on my blog, making them public and making them more concrete.
I am now 45 years old. I am a happily married wife, mother of 3 amazing kids, have a frustratingly annoying but incredibly lovable dog, I live in an area where I feel happy and safe in a home I own with my family…..life really is good. I have the freedom to do much of what I want and explore endless possibilities. I smile and am happy most days, worry about my children nearly every day, and look forward to the new adventures of tomorrow. I spend too much time sitting around and doing nothing productive and try to find ways to avoid doing the things that I know must be done (like almost everyone I know).
I think the biggest thing I need to work on while I’m 45 is to find my organization again. I know I’ve been saying that for a while, but this time I really mean it (again). My house needs some serious work, both in terms of cleanliness and repair. There are some major household projects that we would like to take on, but we feel we can’t until we get some other things under control. We are planning a big trip to Mexico in about 5 months and we need to plan how to help Simon maneuver new experiences so he (and the rest of us) can enjoy the adventures.
What does that mean? It means living by the calendar. It means making my infamous detailed to-do lists again. It means keeping my promises to myself and to others. It means making more of an effort to be there for others. It means knowing when it’s time to say “No” when asked to be a volunteer for something or knowing that this is my opportunity to jump in with both feet. It means not feeling guilty when I know I’ve done my best, even if I have not been successful on the outside. It means recognizing that the effort is always worth at least as much as the result. It means setting realistic expectations. It means recognizing when my “realistic” expectations are anything but realistic.
Most important, it means taking time. Taking time to be a better mother…..a better wife…..a better friend……a better Jew……a better person……a better me.
And that’s exactly what I’m going to try to do!