my life is messy.
it's not perfect.
my life is full of hopes & dreams.
there are some accomplishments,
but also disappointments.
there are afternoons spent on the couch
with a novel or reruns of saturday night live
when i tell myself i should be doing something more productive.
in my life,
there are doubts & uncertainties.
but there are also wonderful landmarks & supports
like amazing friends,
loving members of my direct & extended family,
and an incredible husband who shows me he loves me
in a million different ways
and always knows how to make me laugh.
my life is full of mood swings...
sometimes i feel ecstatic
and the next moment i'm devastated or enraged
(usually depending on how long it's been since my last meal).
my life is still shaping itself
and what it will look like
both in the days and years that are to come,
and that's scary.
in my head,
i have an ideal life.
a life full of adventures,
of dreams fulfilled,
of beauty & wonderment,
of moments always put to their best use.
of engrossing hobbies that fill every inch of my free time,
of challenges surmounted and rewards that are rich.
i do my best
to live this life.
so far, it's not perfect...
(and it probably never will be)
but i'm getting there bit by bit.
and for now,
i try to enjoy every imperfect moment
of my messy, confusing, crazy right-now life
because if i didn't,
i wouldn't really be living...