The last decade was truly eventful for me.
The 80s for me were distinctly unremarkable, even unhappy at times — my pre- and early-teen years.
The 90s were awesome; just year after year of fun and the unexpected.
Then the first decade of millennium — a period of growth and maturity. The real life.
There have been some great and not so great changes in my life and personality…
- I became mommy 2 times over.
- I went from being pleasantly plump to borderline obese.
- And yet, I became confident of both how I look and who I am.
- I continued a dream run in my career.
- I’ve met more interesting personalities than I ever dreamt I could.
- I travelled to 9 countries, dozens of cities/towns.
- I started learning a new language but didn’t master it.
- I broke my vegetarian lent after 14 years.
- I learnt to cook — very efficiently and very well, I must add. Having proven a point, I stopped cooking.
- My physical activity touched abmyssal levels.
- I’ve became less critical of myself, more opinionated.
- I’ve learnt to deal with people without losing my cool. Bring them on — the racist, the idiot, the p****, the b**** — I can tackle them without stooping to their levels.
- I also learnt the tricks of manipulation and politics; not to perform, but merely to get a better understanding. I am no saint, though.
- I learnt to say NO.
- I had my first jet lag.
- I’ve become more accommodative of people — because that’s what mommies do to keep their kids happy.
- I learnt to Kayak.
- And to drive.
- I bought a car
- And a house
- I started paying attention to money and savings. Hopefully, attention will translate to action this decade.
- I started growing my hair, grew it to well below my shoulder. The lengthiest it’s ever been.
- And then chopped it all off by the end of the decade.
As I said, it was an eventful decade. 2000-2009.
However, 2009 was really mixed for me, but as I look back I know for sure that I really need to focus on the silver lining more.
Through the year I have felt quite sorry for myself on several occasions.
When I ended up with the damn chikun gunya weeks before my due date.
When following a strict yoga and exercise regimen, I had to put up with 3 days of labour induction, and ended up having a c-section.
When little irritants were magnified to unreasonable proportions.
I was too self-obsessed to truly enjoy the wonderful like I have.
This is not a resolution, it’s a learning…
To appreciate and embrace all the good things in life. Right here. Right now.