So there. I'm forty.
It's easier typed, than said. Believe me. I was depressed for five minutes, thinking that being a single parent with a daughter almost out of the house and on to her own life, was the end of the journey for me. That and still having unchecked life goals.
- Go back to theater. Even in a tiny role. Or as a production assistant! Or at the Front of House!
Me with orange hair and purple bangs as 5B in Repertory Philippines' Murder for Rent
- Learn how to play the drums.
- Run in a 5K.
- Live in New York.
- Live in San Francisco.
- Go home to Portland.
- Go to London for the 2012 Olympics.
- Work in radio. Again.
- Do voiceovers. Again.
- Write a book.
- Go back to school.
Yes, here at possibly the halfway mark of my life -- give or take five to ten years -- there is so much to look forward to; checking off these unchecked goals and then some!
But if this is as good as it's going to get, I have much to be thankful for.
I have a big God who will keep taking care of me and my daughter.