I Dwell in Possibility

This blog is about me, and only me.  Sometimes I'm selfish that way.  So if you're looking for pictures of Adam or Kerry or Annie, you won't find them here today.  Nor will there be photos of pets.  Just me.

Being an introvert,  I look inward very often.  I reflect on the course of my life with all of its twists and turns.  I think about why I have made the decisions that I made, why I acted a certain way - or didn't act.  I think about how I became the person I am today.

Many people believe it's silly to dwell on the past because it cannot be changed. While it's not good to "dwell", I think it's very good to "revisit".

As we journey through our years,  we change so much in many different ways.  We change as we adapt to our surroundings and circumstances.

Sometimes we take on characteristics of our spouses or friends that are not naturally our own.

Or maybe with the demands of parenthood and raising young children

we become so used to putting others first that we lose track of the small things that used to bring us happiness.  

I'm 55 years old now.  I've been spending a lot of time lately thinking about all that's good in my life, but also putting a lot of consideration into things I'd like to change to make the coming years all they can be.

Emily Dickinson wrote "I dwell in Possibility."

If I'm sure of only one thing in the coming years, it's this. 

No matter what life throws at me, I will continue to be happy.

Life's too short not to be.