When I was 6, life was great! Mummy decided my clothes, my hairstyle and my diet. Daddy decided where I went to school. Friends were mean sometimes but that’s alright, there were other friends to play with…Everything is fine!
When I was 13, I thought when I get to 18 I’d look less awkward, have more friends and like school better and everything will be fine then.
When I was 18, I thought by the time I am 25, I’d find my life partner, get a great job, earn loads of money and everything will be fine then.
When I was 25, I thought when I am 30, I will have my 2.1 kids, a flat of my own with my hubby and having found that great job, everything will be fine.
3 years shy of that 30 year old mark (what??! Only 3 more years before I hit the big 3-O? I better get my sh** together fast!), I see that along the way, some things I wanted worked out, some things didn’t. But at every stage, except at my 6-year old self, I was thinking of how life will be “fine” once I get to that age when I got everything “settled”. Recently, due to some trying events, I got jolted into seeing that life is ALWAYS going to be like this- there is always something I’m gonna want settled before I can say its all fine.
I need to see that life is fine NOW! Taking a leaf out of my 6-year old self’s book, I need to see what is going well now and not what may or may not happen later.
If good stuff happens, great! If not, I will find ways to deal with it.
So I resolve to find my inner 6-year old (she is in there somewhere, I know it!), and rejoice in her sunny view of life.
Here is to all of us finding our 6-yr old selves!XOXO