(Sorry, no picture today- my computer has crashed so I am improvising... Will be posting more soon!)
My biggest problem is...
living in the present. I am either wanting to go back to the past, or I am wanting to fast forward to the future. I am getting close to the age of planning for colleges, etc., and that completely excites me. But on the other hand, I am wanting to be eight again; riding my bike down the sidewalk, giggling at boys, wearing my favorite pair of Ked's sneakers, lacy socks, Full House marathons, an A+ on every quiz, bare feet, loose teeth, not questioning every little thing- accepting it, rub-on tattoos, Santa Claus, stress-free, snuggling with Mama, going to work with Daddy, leggings and clip-on earrings. Why can't I just accept everything that goes on around me? Why can't I stop worrying?
I am going to give myself some advice, and maybe it will help a few of you out there too...
The past is gone. The future- not guaranteed. Now? That's all we've got. Now. Now.
So hug a little longer. Splurge a little more. Press the snooze button on your busy schedule, and do what pleases you. Snug some me-time in there as well.
Let's live... when? now.