Wow, so much has changed for me since Mother's day. I can't begin to detail it all in one post. I have to process how, and how much to even share. Let's just say that while I have always been honest about my crazy life, I am not sure I was ever fully honest-- even with my self-- about the toll it was taking on me. I have built a big, full, beautiful, life. I have no regrets. I over spent a bit on that big, beautiful life, and I am not talking about money. I am talking about emotional energy, spirit, what ever words you use to describe the hootspah that keeps you showing up for your life every day. I woke up one day realizing that I had messed things up a little. I was "checking out"on my life a bit. Missing out on the moments that matter. Lucky for me, I know perfection is overrated, and while humility isn't alway pretty, it sure is liberating.
I am helping to prepare a baby shower for a young woman at our church. She is young, just 22. Thinking about her, and what the future may hold for her and her little family, got me to thinking about life at 22. Much has changed for me since I was 22. That was really a difficult time. I didn't realize at the time that it was difficult. I had graduated from college, was having a post college, pre-real life, super good time. I was bar tending, partying, picking up and traveling to far away places to party some more. I didn't really have much in the way of financial responsibility yet, and my parents were living in Egypt-- leaving me in charge of the house and my younger sister. It was an "out all night, sleep all day", kind of life. To be honest, I was setting a pretty poor example for my sister, who at the time was working full-time at a nursing home, and was far more responsible than I was. Looking back at that time, and even later, till about age 25, it make...

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