It’s never too late to be what you could have been. ~ George Eliot
So, it's my 40th birthday today and it brings with it a swirl of emotions.  Mostly I'm feeling grateful for the hope that I might even make it to 50, 60, 70 or beyond.  Which is not something that those of us who have danced with the crab-footed fiend take lightly.
To celebrate this most expected and surprising of days, I've decided to gift myself the very most awesomest gift I can:  the gift of owning my writer-ness.  Publicly.  This means a blog with my actual real name on it (stay tuned).  And formalising my potentially-writing-for-publication-and-payment status with my employer.  And getting myself a copy of the Australian Writer's Marketplace.  And allowing that it's perfectly ok to meander down that path in a sedate fashion, balancing all the other elements of my life for the greatest possible JOY combination.
This is going to be a sweet, sweet year. 
 
Happy Birthday!!! Good on you for gifting yourself what you really want.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lady Astrid. Lovely to see you dropping by!
ReplyDeletethat gave me goosebumps :D
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday too
Happy 40th! How wonderful is it to be getting older? Hope it's your sweetest year yet x
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