Prompt 80: Birthday Musings

Prompted by my own birthday

There’s a funny thing about birthdays and them being the utterly random day in the year on which we were born. Then, after a few years, they turn out to be the utterly random day in which we take stock of the things we have and haven’t done, think about whether or not we’re happy, and whether we’ve reached that place that we saw for ourselves five years prior.

Falling readily into this phenomenon, I’m going to take stock of this past year – you tell me what you think. Then, I’m going to write down a few hopes for this coming one. Next year, on this random day of mine, I can look back and see if I’ve come close to realizing them.

So, this past year, now that I think about it, has been quite an exciting one. On this day last year I was having my first birthday as a Vancouver resident, only a month after starting to call it my home. Over the course of the year I met a number of new people through work, went to Edmonton for the first time that I could remember, got to spend the Holidays with my entire family back at home, left my job in February, started (for the first time ever) to dedicate all my time to writing, had multiple freak-outs about doing this, had the best trip ever in May-June, and am now enjoying a beautiful summer in one of the most lovely cities in the country. Yes, there’ve been some bumps along the road including insecurities about the future and about myself, but, if I’m totally honest, I don’t think this year could have been much better.

 

I’ve given myself the chance to listen to myself more; to figure out what it is I want to do. I think that’s the best gift I could have given myself.

Now, as for this coming year, I have three little hopes, goals, wishes–whatever you want to call them.

  1. That I finish this first novel of mine and figure out what the next steps are for it
  2. That I get to see more bits of the world unknown to me. Including those nearby
  3. That I continue to feel like I’ve made the right choice–even when the insecurities come a-knocking

Keep me accountable, now, will ya?

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