a completely ordinary number, a number not just divisible by two but also six and seven. In fact it’s the sort of number that you could without any fear introduce to your parents – Douglas Adams
The joke has been running for decades now and it looks like the joke is on me. When I woke up this morning, almost everything felt the same yet something unnamed felt different. It signals some sort of mysterious turning point, this seemingly mundane number.
Despite the lack of fanfare and marching bands, I am determined to make this day my marker, which normally would mean a new and improved list but will now mean just adding one more word to the word that I used to signal the new year: My birthday word this year will be Balance.
Decisions that I plan to make this year would strongly consider how it would affect balance in my life. My time budgeting seems to always be skewed one way or the other and I have been slowly trying to modify that pattern. Prioritizing areas of my life that are the most important, keeping things in perspective and using up my slowly dwindling resource of time for the people and things that matter most to me. People I love, causes I care about, a career that makes an impact in the world that I value.
I am a very, very lucky woman to have had the opportunities that I have had and although seemingly insurmountable challenges have been thrown my way, look at me! I am standing, in one piece, older and wiser.
Thank you world.