With my next birthday looming large, reflecting on my life has taken on a life of its own. With all the things that I had grown up with as dreams and goals all pretty much unfulfilled, I stand poised - and being compelled to "figure out" or reinvent myself..or sink into hopeless despair.
My life as i had envisioned it growing up and growing older is at this point nothing close to what I envisioned. And with the passing of time I have to find other dreams and new goals lest i begin to feel like my life has no meaning..and no purpose....Much as I try I have been unsuccessful in trying to figure out "what next". The home, the husband, the children, friends and social life all nonexistent. All the dreams I had are quickly growing obsolete and outdated.
One indeed is the loneliest number ...that is the one consistent thing throughout my entire life...and going into the next year of my life seems to be the harbinger for things to come...
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