Year? Try, twenty-five years. What can a person learn about themselves in adult years? We think back to our formative years as the ones between puberty and adulthood. The years we “grew up.” But I think, I think it’s something more. There’s more to those years between 18 and now. Those are the formative years. In your twenties, you fuck up. In your thirties, you apologize. In your forties, you do better. Imagine what my fifties could bring?
Tag: Life
But All I Did Was Survive
I get it. I really do. And that’s why I encourage you to remember that all you have to do in January is survive it. However that works for you.
The Sunday Spectacular … of silence
… and I’ll look back on a night in January where I had so much to say that I said nothing at all because I was afraid I wouldn’t stop talking if someone uncorked me.
Here’s to 2023 – and here’s to never growing up.
And 2023 ushered in a bright, shiny new perspective. And everyday, I wrote about it.
Ain’t It Fun –
You could be someone’s hero. You could be the person in that story. You could be the one inspiring someone else. And they could be building a bridge to Babylon just to spend a few precious moments with you. Don’t take that for granted.
Dance Magic Dance – Week 7, Day 1
The takeaway from this week is actually being content with life exactly where it is right now. It’s not about making peace with the past. It’s not forging forward and musing about where the journey will land me. It’s about right now. What right now looks like for me. And I’m finally at peace with it.
I Get Knocked Down … But I Get Up Again – Week 6, Day 1
Do you know how I know Intermittent Fasting is working? I didn’t gain anything this week. I should have. If I hadn’t been fasting, I would have. Let’s back up. On Monday, and impromptu visit from Kid C’s Dad ended with she and I being stowaways on a trip back home to see my family….
Hungry Like The Wolf – Day 1, Week 5
Let’s face it. Face the January’s. Face the injuries. Face the set backs. Face the world, because you can only turn your back for so long before you become as cold as the winter.
Mama Said There’d Be Days Like This – Day 1, Week 4
For me, this is what I need to chronicle this journey. This is what I require. Journeys, paths – they’re different for everyone. As unique as your own story, and your telling of it.
New gig.
Once, someone said: you just feel like they need to struggle because you did. And really, that couldn’t be further from the truth. But I will say this – we have to allow our loved ones, our friends and our family to fall down. Do it themselves. Make mistakes. We can’t do it for them….
CARE HUMPHRIES 