We need to learn to live, to focus on something good or useful to our lives, then let the rest of the world go about its business.
March – that time of year again, that blessed season between winter and spring, flats and winter coats, discounted travel deals, and holiday lulls.
But perhaps the most significance to this month is that it’s my birthday month. You see, this is usually the time of year I always dread, waiting for the other shoe to drop, and for my expectations to be filled. Because, after all, we all have them, right?
My past four birthdays have been spent in heartache, with some kind of unforeseen circumstance “coincidentally” occurring around the time another age is about to be sprung.
I’ve learned to associate this time of year with a transitioning period of grief, worry, fear, anxiety, and pain. This year, I chose different. I decided to take a deep breathe when I welcomed in March, and let the tensions go of the past 4 years with a deep sigh, releasing all the negative from my past. This year, I am choosing faith over fear, hope over hurt, and excitement over disappointment. I’ve come to realize that the only one who can sabotage my own happiness is me. At every point in our lives, we have two choices, two paths to choose. And ultimately, it’s up to us whether we see the crossroads, or the ray of light breaking through the darkness. It’s always there if we just open our eyes and believe.
So – here’s to welcoming in March; a time of new beginnings; new roads to choose; a new season, and another year older to spring into happiness.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul – Samuel Ullman