The husband is asleep with our dog in one room, the baby in another. I sit in a familiar setting- my darkened living room with nothing on but the t.v. for some backlight.
I just turned Karma Police on to help drown out the sound of the dishwasher.
This is what you get...
29, I am thankful to you because you gave me the most precious gift on Earth-my son, Ulysses.
29, you not only taught me what's important in life, but you also helped me discover the beautiful woman that I am. Sure, I have my flaws, but I am so much more than this shell. And, no matter how this shell may change-new stretch marks, weight gain, weight loss-the soul inside is capable of loving two someones more than there are stars in the sky.
29, You taught me what Tyler Durden has been trying to teach us for years now: ".you're not how much money you've got in the bank. You're not your job. You're not your family, and you're not who you tell yourself. You're not your name. You're not your problems. You're not your age. You are not your hopes."
29, You have bestowed upon me many blessings, including the courage to follow my heart once again.
29, You have allowed me to laugh like a child and cry with the force of a tidal wave. You threw me on an emotional rollercoaster, but led me to safety when the ride was over.
29, You showed me that it is possible to be a mother and not lose your identity in the process. Rock on with your bad self.
29, You make me look forward to 30 with excitement instead of fear.
29, You reinforced that living in the present is what needs to be done. You cannot live your life thinking about the future or rehashing your past.
Perhaps there is more I have to thank you for, 29. Suffice it to say this year I learned and lived and loved with insane passion.
May that never cease.
"May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect"--Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club,
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