One of my all-time favorite Disney movies is The Lion King. This should surprise no one; I am a crazy cat lady and lions are cats. My favorite song was “Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata! Ain’t no passing craze. It means no worries for the rest of your days.” Come on. You know you want to sing it with me. 🙂 I love the idea of a worry-free life. One where I’m not constantly gripped with anxiety and that trickle of fear no longer seeps into my every thought and action. But … I’m also realizing a worry-free life really isn’t possible. Nor is that a bad thing either.
Sorry for my absence last week, but I took an impromptu trip back home to visit my family in Minnesota. It was my Dad’s birthday and my oldest nephew, Andy, was starting his freshman year of college, so it just felt like I needed to be there. Generally, I am not a very impulsive person, especially when it comes to something like travel. But I had the miles to take me home sweet home, so I did it. And it was a really nice break.
July was killer. I turned another year older, which some moments made me snarl like a crazy woman. It was also killer hot in LA, which made me irritable. So basically I was a crazy old lady but I had good company with all the crazy killers in the books I read last month. Honestly, when I put together this month’s recap, every single book involved murder. Ummmm … I’m not sure what that says about me. But maybe, just maybe, people ought to think twice before they annoy me. Just kidding. Sort of.
I turned 41 last month, which I actually greeted with a fair amount of enthusiasm and hope. I’m still here; I’m still going strong. And not to go all pop princess on you, but I still gotta lotta fight left in me. There was a time when I had none, so I am grateful and celebrate that these old bones of mine still have some pep and verve in them.