Tomorrow is my birthday. I usually love my birthday and arrange something to celebrate the day but I am not really in the birthday mood this year. I think it's a combination of factors that have squashed my birthday mojo.
Firstly I am moving house which is massively stressful. It takes up all my physical and mental energy and causes my anxiety to spike. I am also super stoked to move and have a fresh start and this massive clearout of 16 years of possessions. I really wish we had sold our home and bought a new home to have proper closure and a real new beginning but it wasn't to be. So I trust my tenants will look after my home and I trust we will be happy in our rented home even though it's only for one year.
Then in just a few days I fly to Holland with my mom for 10 days. Our last trip was the day after my 40th birthday when we went to Singapore and Thailand and had such an amazing time. We are excellent travel partners and spend most of the time laughing and looking for bargains and adventures. We said we would go every second year but time passes and life happens and now its seven years on. My aunt lives there and is a total hoot so we will have a fabulous time. I can only stay for 10 days due to family and life plus the big move is on the 28th so I will have just 3 days for the last pack up. But, I will try and not worry about that when I am there.
And lastly, my old dad who won't be calling me tomorrow to wish me happy birthday. Its been a hard 3 months since he passed, it was a hard 16 months before that. We miss him. We miss our family unit intact with everyone in their places and roles. One person is no longer there and the remaining family members are left trying to adjust to a new normal.
My 46th year was a good one even with the losses and grief and mourning. I finally finished my degree after 6 years. My graduation is in June and I hope to start work in July or August. I have treasured and enjoyed my friendships so much. I have a tribe of incredible women in my life who I love and who love me. I am very grateful I enjoy good health and a fit body at this age. Healthier and fitter than I was 20 years ago, happier too. Last month I cycled the 109km Argus, I did an olympic distance tri, a mile open water swim and ended the month with a half marathon. All these things were totally impossible for me just 5 years ago. The cliche of mid life crises and life beginning at 40 rings true. It will always stay hard for me and my mind and body do not match re my goals and ambitions but it keeps me humble and keeps me pushing.
Big kids...I love having older children. Pregnancy and babies and toddlers and little people were a fun and crazy time in our family and the role of mother was bigger than any other. I embraced the season in my life and mothered 100% full on. Now at age 13, 15 and 21 I get to step back and guide and protect and advise but it's less full on. The other bits of me have more space. It is time for my career now which is kak scary. I question my capabilities, if I have it. Can I do it? I have massive imposter syndrome after my studies. I aced my studies but now its real life and I feel insecure re if I can actually do this. And what the 'is this' actually is??? What exactly do I want to do with my degree? Where do I fit in? Its like I am 18 years old and I need a career counselor to direct my path.
So 46 is done. Another year of my life. A big one with big scary grown up stuff. Losing my father. Life is a series of lost and found. 47 arrives tomorrow. New house, exciting travels, my ironman 70.3 in June, my career. I can't believe I am this old? More than half of my life has been lived. Many never get to 47 so I thank God for my life past and thank Him for my future. I go forward with trepidation and excitement and expectation and I feel the presence of my father keeping me safe and still guiding my choices. I am incredibly blessed and profoundly grateful for another birthday and this 47th year with all the possibilities it has to offer.