Christmas

It is the night before Christmas. In fact it will be Christmas in only 33 minutes. In 33 minutes I will turn 29. It's amazing how 2 so very different thoughts can be flowing in my head at one time.

Right now the two driving thoughts are:
1. I love Christmas because I get to spend time with my family, something that happens rarely as I live 2000 kms away, and
2. I can't believe that I am soon 29 and this is all that I am.

The first is easier to work on. I can come home more frequently, stay in contact more regularly. Even as I write this I know that this probably won't happen. Life is too busy taken up with the job of living to let us enjoy the life we live to an extent where we see the people we care about enough to not feel guilty about not seeing them more.

The other is harder to work on. I will never be 28 again. I can't go back and change this year and complete all the goals that I have failed to achieve. Some of these failures are purely my own fault, some are not only my fault and some failed without any lack of effort or lack of interest on my part.

It all makes me wonder about fate. Is this what my life was meant to be like?

At least I am sure that what I do have is enough.

Merry Christmas all, and happy birthday to me... may Santa bring me all I wished for as I have be more nice than naughty...

Will have to work on the naughty thing....