Last Tuesday, I turned 60 years old. The big 60, 6-0! I wanted to shut myself in a room and scream — how in the world did this happen. I don’t want to be 60. I want to be 49 or even 39. Definitely, not 60. I am not interested in the alternative either! Not one bit. So, I guess I will embrace my 60 and move right along.
As I sit here and review my life, my mistakes, my successes, my hopes and my dreams, one thing is certain, the last year became the year that I would come into my own. It is the year that I would discover my true passion. It is to write. It is the year, I would establish healthy boundaries. And, it is the year that caused me to decide I would make changes.
To begin, I invoke the 12 Steps for Self Care.
I invoke self-esteem. I invoke self-confidence. I invoke self-respect. I invoke a peacefulness within me that transcends negativity and drama. I invoke love. I invoke discernment. I invoke positive and loving thoughts.
I invoke relationships that are kind and loving. I invoke happiness and laughter. I invoke all that is good and wonderful. I invoke the continued love of my friends. I invoke a life filled with the promise of all that God has in store for me. I invoke success and prosperity.
I invoke my children will live full lives filled with happiness and enjoyment.
As I enter this new decade in my life, I decide what is right for me and will hold onto it. I, and I along, will decide that which is wrong and leave it. I will, without hesitation, eliminate anything or anyone from my life that doesn’t feel right, that is disquieting to my spirit.
I abandon what has ill served me in the past. I abandon relationships with the emotionally unavailable. I abandon casual sex — sex without commitment or monogamy. I abandon negativity and drama. I abandon those that make me doubt myself.
I abandon the following words in any future posts: narcissist, misogynist, womanizer, sociopath, psychopath or any words or references that gave birth to this blog. That is the past. I abandon that past. It is but one tiny aspect of my otherwise full and wonderful life. I abandon all vexations.
I abandon any conversations with the sister friends about the past year. I abandon any efforts for that one experience to define me or cause me another minute of discomfort. I am breathing fresh air.
I will love myself. I have closed a chapter in my life and am now writing a new one which will be filled with the love and goodness for which I was placed on this earth. I may not be able to turn back the clock and be 49 or 39. But I will be 60 and proud of it. I will be 60 knowing that I have yet another opportunity to improve myself and do things a little differently.
I will be 60 and Happy and In Love With Me. I will say goodbye to my 50s with some sadness but knowing that I am a better me. I am 60. I am 60 and have emerged from the fog.
I will treat myself better than well, I will treat myself wonderfully with the one caveat that others will also treat me well.
Treat yourselves wonderfully every single day!