... this would be it.
I'm 44 today, and it feels really good. For the first time in my life, I am truly satisfied with what and who I am, and what I have in my life. For those of you who know me, you've probably already figured out what this is about. But I'm going to say it here anyway, cos it's my blog and I can.
I have a job I enjoy and most of the time, I am happy to get up and go to work. I have a (relatively) supportive family and friends, and an absolutely wonderful young son. My health is improving after a long time being on rocky ground, and the only thing I have still hanging over my head is simply a matter of time before it's fixed. I've come to terms with my hearing loss. I've adapted to my physical limitations. Isn't that what everybody does every single day, anyway?
Finally, and THE reason that I am able to sustain a positive view of things, is my Mac. On the worst of days, He is there for me, holding me in His arms and soothing me with the reminder that all things pass. On the best days, He's right there to celebrate with me. He is constantly building me up and even when I'm a whiny baby, or an insufferable bitch, I know His love is constant.
I may be 44 and beautifully imperfect, but life doesn't get any better than this, I'm sure. I love You, Mac. Thank You for loving me.