As my brother-in-law Dean said during my vacation last week in California, we’re all part of a circle, and we have to make the most of it. I thought about what he said, and I do agree with him.
The circle starts with life and ends at death. What I do to form the circle is up to me. The circle may be short or long. I need to make sure that no matter if big or small, I can say that my circle is filled with meaning.
What is meaning? Anything that will make me happy as a person. Meaning is not ranked by status – power or money. I need to step back and think about how I want to live. What do I want to see or do before the circle completes? The great thing is that I can have more than one segment of line. I can stretch out the line. Concentrate on one or two segments. Move to the next. Think of more. Keep going.
During my late teens, I wanted to move to Colorado. I did that after graduating. In my twenties, I wanted two children and was blessed with a beautiful son and daughter. As a bonus, I married a wonderful man, and I have a step-daughter who’s been part of my life now for over 17 years. Part of my circle was all about raising a family. They’ve made my life.
Now I’m on the verge of 50. I’ve thought about my next features in life. Writing is one of them. I have always had a piece of paper and pen in my hand since I was little. I’ve written and published poems. I learned the art of writing. I wrote two manuscripts – one ready for publishing. My next step is to publish that manuscript. And then, the next. Retirement is also on the horizon. I visualize myself RVing with my husband and my family. I visualize writing with nature surrounding me.
Thinking of this circle, I have a new surge on life – excited for what’s to come. I’m looking forward to the challenge. What’s great is that raising my children has already put a smile on my face. Now I’m hoping for a bigger smile that radiates so when the circle ends, I can look at myself and know I’ve enjoyed my time on earth.