Today, almost exactly two years after I launched it, I am writing my 100th blog post for Jasmine Petals Thoughts. “Time flies,” is an overused platitude, but in this case, it’s true. It feels like just yesterday that I was researching how to build a blog.
A lot has happened in the last two years, and I have written about much of it. I have written about funny, or silly things that have happened in my life, and I have written about serious things that have happened in our world. My motto on how to write and what to post is simple; if it doesn’t make you bleed, don’t write it.
I’ve spent a lot of time in the last few weeks trying to decide how I wanted to approach this particular milestone. It got me thinking about all the other things that have happened in the last two years.
There are one time occurrences that have happened in my life:
The first thing, the one that has done more to shape me than any other single event in my life is I lost my mom last December. My eyes still well up and I get a huge lump in my throat every time I think of how she passed. Nothing in her transition was how she wanted or what I wanted for her. That tiny, sometimes difficult lady showed us all true courage and strength as she fought her last battle.
I moved out of the luxurious condominium that I owned. I miss the luxury and the beauty of my condo, but it was just a building. The proceeds of the sale help support a lifestyle I love and I am grateful each and every day for the life I get to live. My new place is 1/3 the size, but it’s cute and fits me perfectly.
Much to my amazement, in December of 2015, Toyota chose to loan me money to purchase a new car using only my part-time income to base this decision on. I love my obnoxiously bright yellow Prius. One would think that car would be impossible to not see, but I’ve been hit twice since I’ve owned it. (In the reluctant interest of full disclosure, I also backed into someone recently.) I realize I have made it incredibly easy to stalk me, but that car makes me happy every time I look at it.
I am very happy living alone and have worried about my ability to bring another being into my world. In July my daughter Meagan guilt-ed me into adopting an injured stray cat. Miss Sugar has invaded my apartment and my heart with equal parts stealth and joy. I feel like I have my starter kit in my journey to becoming a full-fledged crazy cat lady.
I love to travel and consider the cost of travel to be a necessary investment in my ongoing education. Since I started writing my blog I have been to Ft. Lauderdale, Boston, Dublin, Galway, Donegal, and Punta Cana. I have traveled with friends, with family and by myself. I am actively planning my next adventure and can’t wait to get back to a beach.
There are also other milestones that are worth mentioning:
In that same two years, I have completed approximately 100 paintings. 75 of them are logged and available for viewing, the rest are quick studies I did to clear my mind, but I’m still counting them. I am grateful to have had the opportunity to return to painting. There are days I feel like I am dreaming when I get to walk into the studio and dive elbow deep (literally sometimes,) into oil paint.
I have taught approximately 1000 fitness classes in the last two years. I teach at various YMCA’s all over the Kansas City metro area and have had the opportunity to meet people from all walks of life. It is a rare week that I don’t learn more from my “students” than they learn from me.
Speaking of the YMCA, ever since they offered me the opportunity to work for them part-time, I have been fascinated by the people I meet there. I know I have met, and in a lot of cases, been entertained by, at least 100 people. I am fascinated by people’s stories and I am always fascinated by hearing about how different and yet how similar we all are.
I eat at Jalapeno’s in Brookside most Monday nights on their 2 for 1 taco nights. I’ve never kept official track, but I’m sure I’ve done that at least 100 times. Their bar is my favorite place to sit and almost every time I eat there I meet someone interesting. Think “Cheers” with a Mexican accent and you’ve got an idea of the vibe there.
As anyone who knows me knows, I adore cheeseburgers. One Valentine’s Day, I even wrote an ode to these greasy, cheesy monuments of deliciousness. I try really hard not to over-indulge in that love, but I would be shocked if anyone keeping count arrived at any number lower than 100 cheeseburgers in the last two years.
I have somehow managed to gain over 300 followers on Twitter. Now, that number will not put the internet at risk of breaking, but I am intrigued watching the numbers go up or down each day. I still am not the world’s most savvy tweet-er, but I am learning. Even after two years, I’m not real sure how I feel about Twitter, but it is fascinating to watch.
I am generally happy with my weight and figure, but I know, deep in my heart, that there is a very stubborn 10-20 pounds that have come and gone, and come and gone, any number of times in the last two years. Age changes our bodies and some of those changes can be infuriating. I miss the days of my youth when I could announce I was going to lose 10 pounds and by the end of the week they were gone.
I spent six hilarious months on Match about the same time I launched my blog. I kept notes and if I didn’t find it too depressing, those notes would make a hilarious series of posts. For now, let’s just say I am convinced there is a hidden button that if you accidentally hit it, only crazy people see your profile. I am equally convinced I hit that button. I can guarantee that Match has seen the last of me.
I don’t know what the next phase of my life will look like. There have been lots of changes in my world, and while not all of them have been happy changes, I am exceptionally happy with where I am. My wish is for only happy things to contemplate and write about and I look forward to sharing my thoughts on those with you.