i'm 32 days from my 32nd birthday. i wonder if 32 is my year. my year to get my shit together.
{pardon}
will i stop being such a screw up? will i finally get it right?
is this the year i get up at 6 am to feed my husband breakfast? the year i don't get behind on laundry. the year i quit losing my temper with my kids?
will i finally keep my rig cleaned? and always have a well stocked pantry and freezer?
32 means i'm a grown up. i'll make better financial decisions. i'll stop buying coffee so often. i'll do better with josh's paychecks. yes i will.
this is the year i'll be a better daughter. a better sister. a better friend. i'll stop sucking at those.
and this year my husband will always have clean clothes for work. i'll know when he needs new shoelaces for his boots and i'll buy them before he even knows he needs them. he'll never run out of shaving cream and a clean towel will always be waiting for when he's done in the shower. and when he gets home from work i will not be frazzled but wear a smile and kiss him passionately and ask about his day.
when i turn 32 i'll care about my children's attire and have them dress in clothes that match instead of clothes that do not match. i will comb their hair and put it in braids and they will look like little girls instead of little ragamuffins.
i will not want to quit homeschooling this year. i will love it everyday. and i will be good at it. and my kids will learn. and i will stop wanting to wave down the big, yellow bus at 7 am everyday.
is this the year i put others needs ahead of my own? is this the year i stop being a selfish wretch?
the year i quit thinking about how big my nose is and how my tummy is wrinkly and my clothes are blah.
maybe this year FB, Twitter, my blog, your blog and Pinterest won't matter as much to me. maybe this year i'll send thank you cards. and Christmas cards. heck, maybe i'll even send out birthday cards.
32 means i'll read my bible daily and live out my faith, right? maybe people will actually know i'm a Christian this year, huh?
is this the year to be comfortable in my own skin?
or will 32 be a repeat of my years gone by? a repeat of who i don't like to be?
4 comments:
Sounds like a 50's postcard. While thats great and all, no thank you! You can't possibly make big changes overnight. Perhaps this year you'll pay more attention, practice patience, and make changes. But you'll be too focused on trying to make this outdated picture *your* picture, you may forget to take a time out and enjoy every one/thing around you.
This is your Golden Year. This will rock your sweaty socks off! By all means make changes, but just don't make too many so you wont have fun.
umm, with one word. No.
You worry too much. Chill! Life is so much more than the crap we worry about.
I'm not saying never to improve or change or whatever. I am saying not to judge yourself too harshly. It isn't worth it.
Love deeply and leave the rest to God, your family will thank you.
I say ease into it....shoot for perfection by 35! ;) Love you Sarah!!
When I was 32 you were SO 12! You have your act more together now than I could even try or think of at your age. When you get to be my age some things don't matter so much anymore. But I still struggle. Nope, no kids at home anymore (sigh), and no mounds of laundry (whew). However, I am up at the butt crack of dawn, but that is easy for me. I am learning though to accept me, only because Bill accepts me for who I am as Josh does you. You have a husband who is crazy about you, and two little girls who think the sun rises and sets on you. For once just stop and look at what you have and who you are and then praise God for it. He made you in his image. Quit trying to change what He so "perfectly and wonderfully made." So I guess that means Heaven has some clutter and our clothes will be mismatched, I can live with that.
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