I am laughing at myself right now for coming up with this headline at the last minute. I'm feeling this post as I share my thoughts with the Tonto to my Loan Ranger, my passion and the warm feeling and literal burning in my stomach, and no it's not from eating those devil-ass peanuts that are literally called the, 'Hottest Fucking Nuts Ever!', but it's from realizing that at this point in my life, that my passions are having a deeper desire and meaning compared to those that I had so many years ago and that's to help abandoned and neglected animals, foster kids and the homeless by providing shelter, an honest and trustworthy hug to hold tight to, and the purest of love without any expectations, that makes you feel like a brand new family.
See we are so lucky, no, not lucky, we are blessed. We are blessed to have been called to be good stewards of those that cannot care for themselves and likewise ask for nothing in return. To me, it's something that I belong to and it belongs to me, however, twenty-five years ago, those ambitions were very much different. I remember having a heart for being a world-famous super model, dating movie stars and going to fabulous places and parties and living in the lap of luxury. My, my, how those times have changed. Maybe whatever I did over two decades ago was the seed that I had sewn back then and as I reflect, I realize that I've manifested those dreams and parlayed them into the exact things that I'm passionate about today. Well I would say that being career-minded and wanting to do well based on what I've learned and my experience and living my best life, is parallel if not a slightly better version of what I first envisioned for myself.
I would also say, that ... well, I think I've said enough. So let me wrap-up my first post of 2022, shucks, I hope I can commit to writing regularly, lol, no seriously, I have the thoughts, I just need to stop being so scared to commemorate it, by adding a gentle reminder that we're all just here on this great big planet, trying to figure our s*** out as we move in the directions of those things that inspire and compel us to care of or allow us to be cared for by those that genuinely matter.
Happiness is when you realize your children have turned out to be relatively good people. ~ I'm going to give myself credit for this one, because I improvised and I changed the narrative on this one and flipped the script. Ok, I added a word, 'relatively', so it's not all that earth-shattering, but I did, and what I want my children to know is that yes I loved them even when they didn't act like they loved me, but I did and I do and it's true, this love thing, it's unconditional and I'm Mother Dearest Enabler, but I love those kiddos of mine.
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