2013, mid April. We there's some more of my life gone. I'm still happy and contributing to some fulfilling hobbies so I guess I'm living my life well , by my own standards that is. I watch people around me struggle to get a couple of hours to themselves and sigh a huge sigh of relief as I sit and do whatever the hell I want. Even when my four year old comes round I get to do stuff I'm happy doing. We play consoles and watch tv series together along with playing make believe. I have started to consider this phase of my life a 'golden time' as my son and I hang out together and get the best out of each other. My body is ageing and I won't be able to jump around play fighting forever. He himself will have his own life ten years from now where I imagine I will be sidelined to a good extent. But I'm happy because I'm 'aware' of this and so i embrace the time.
I'm hanging out with my stepson this weekend too which I enjoy a lot. He's currently 15 so I guess I only have two or three years of being able to see him properly. I'm so amazingly lucky to find myself with everything I need and have such freedom of choice. But ultimately I'm thankful for my level of happiness. It took my son being born to emerge from the foggy dark world of isolation that I lived in until then. But we've been over that haven't we.
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