The Joy of Living Intentionally

Looking back, at my late teenage years, I lived life like a dress rehearsal sifting and sorting for my spectacular future. I tried on numerous costumes depending on who I thought I wanted to be at the time. I was eager to start making the big-world decisions that would graduate me to an adult. I can clearly remember the feeling of being upgraded to the ‘adult table’ at our big family gatherings. It left me feeling so accomplished.

Today in my gratitude practice, I reflected back on my 20s, 30s, and my 40s. Those decades flashed by like a whirlwind. My life then was a concoction of career, motherhood, partner, and fun, left to slow-cook through all those years in a fancy cast iron pot. Occasionally, I’d feel a shift in perspective that came from either desperation, exhaustion or even boredom. Without thinking twice, I’d just stir the pot. The days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years.