Hello World

Today the thought ran through my mind (quite empty at the time so it literally "ran through") that I wished I was younger.  I've been feeling the tugs of nostalgia of the way things used to be; wishing I could go back in time.  But only if I had the knowledge I hold today (two hands ought to hold all the knowledge I have to date).  

The past thirty years of my life have been immersed in marriage and children.  My last ten years have been transitional.  Losing my grandparents affected me deeply; I miss them.  Starting a new career in education, finishing up a masters degree, and having two children in high school.  Not to mention eating my way through a decade to compensate for the stress. Then my daughter married last year and my son will be moving on soon.   If only I could go back......

"Hold on sister, what do you mean go back?"

"Go back and be able to do it over again--but better."

"Well we could do the whole Christmas Carol kind of thing, but I really don't have the time.  So let me get this straight, you would like to go back and relive it all again?"

"Maybe not everything, I do remember being tired most of the time, not really having time to myself, and trying to juggle a lot of balls in the air."

"Oh, I see--maybe now is the time for a new beginning.  Trying new things, developing a part of me that never had the chance in the early years."

"My work is done here; anything new you would like to go for first?"

"Yes, I need a six pack; I've always wanted one."

"A SIX PACK!  You don't drink!"

"Not that kind of six pack--this kind!"

New Beginnings--Still Not Me (Yet)