Choices (2 of 2)
I know what I must do. I will make a choice at some point, and life will go on. There is always a new day. For now, I will do what is expected, and what brings me an infinite amount of joy and that is working for a group of residents who more often than not, bring happiness to my world.
A non sequitur to my ramblings… At this age, I am yielding more. I am listening, too. I was never good at either because my will was too strong, and it still is, depending on the occasion.
It is sometimes hard to know where a particular journey is going to take us. I am enjoying this ride immensely. It has been bittersweet.
I never in my wildest dreams thought I would make it this far, but here I am.
As I look back, I realize finding my way in the world was not easy. There were challenges to living my authentic self, but I was determined to do just that. Strangely, that was surprisingly easy. I have always lived my truth. It came with much heartache and pain, but it was worth it. (That is one of the many things I like about my current job. I work for a company where everyone can genuinely be themselves, speaking their truth. Everyone has a voice without repercussion. That is why we are one of the best places to work in Maryland.)
At this age, I do not want to be friends with or work with people who do not bring me joy.
I love joy. What I love most is my ability to give it. And during these past 21 months, I have given a lot, and what I got in return is immeasurable. Sadly, from one particular person all I get is counterfeit joy and manufactured happiness.
Some might be offended by the following but those who know me well know this is said and written with love and affection… Old people rock! And PS: Old is a state of mind. To the many, thank you for reminding me of that each and every day.
Takeaways: You know you are traveling in the right direction when it is a two-way street. One-sided conversations do more harm than good. There are two sides to every story. Find the truth.
There is always a new opportunity, friends. And if there is not… Create one! – paerki