It was my birthday yesterday. I'm officially middle age.
I spent the day reflecting.
Reflecting about the last year. I decided this last year kind of sucked. It sucked for a multitude of reasons but mostly I think because I let the stress of life get to me. I had a hard time rolling with the punches. I've taken a lot of hits of late.
I consider myself a bit of a perfectionist at some things, but I decided I need to do things better.
I'm going to do my job better and clean my house better. I'm going to eat better and work out better. I'm going to be a better friend, daughter and sibling. I'm going to be a better wife and Mom. I'm going to have a better attitude.
In general, I want to be a better person.
A person who is not quick to judge, admittedly I've been guilty of that. A person who is more open minded--some times I'm too set in my ways. A person who is willing to try anything once instead of turning up my nose to something I know nothing of. A person who takes more chances at life.
Overall, I'm one of the good ones, I know.
I know I have a good heart.
I love quite deeply.
I forgive.
I believe.
I try.
But I know I can do better. And this year, I will.
