My young friend Amy over at An Authentic Life was in assessment mode a while back and I thought it thought-provoking so I decided that, as we approach a New Year, I should do one, too! It's not a meme thing but I'm sharing this in case some of y'all would like to do it, too.
I am: just me. I don't know how to be anyone else and gave up trying eons ago.
I think: far too much. And what does this get me? Nada.
I know: less and less. I find myself constantly amazed at what passes for acceptable in our society. I feel like everything I ever learned is wrong.
I hate: hypocrisy and liars. While I know they have always been there, they seem to be multiplying at an alarming rate.
I miss: my health. And I always will. Yes, I've adjusted very well to my handicap but there always be a part of me that misses that mobility.
I fear: the future. My retirement is not going to be fun unless some changes occur.
I hear: my upstairs neighbor's stereo. I think there's a move in my future.
I smell: coffee
I crave: emotional and physical well-being and chocolate.
I search: for happiness and peace of mind.
I wonder: what's next? Then again, maybe I shouldn't do that.
I regret: a lot. Some one wiser than I said, "A life without regret is a life not lived." I've lived my life.
I love: my friends, my children and my grands even if the last two don't love me back.
I ache: all over. It's a cold, damp day in Ohio.
I am not: anybody but me. I don't know how to be anyone else and I wish people would stop trying to change me. I've finally reached a place where I mostly like myself and will only change at my own behest.
I believe: in God, my country, and the Ohio State Buckeyes -- although the past eight years have tested my belief in my country. For the moment, I have "the audacity of hope". Ask me again next year.
I dance: like nobody's watching 'cause usually nobody is.
I sing: off key with the car radio.
I cry: at the drop of a hat. It's always been that way. It's never gotten me anywhere or solved anything but I do it anyway. Go figure.
I fight: for my sanity. I tap dance on the edge a lot. Depression is my enemy and I battle it almost daily.
I win: rarely. I'm not complaining -- I'm just not lucky.
I lose: with monotonous regularity. In love, life or games of chance, I don't come up trumps.
I never: lie to anyone except myself. I can't lie with a straight face or without guilt. I can do a white lie but no whoppers.
I always: wind up getting hurt. I think I set myself up for it sometimes.
I confuse: a lot of people. I have a lot of weird ideas. If you read here regularly, you know that.
I listen: to everyone. If you have a problem, I have a shoulder open for you.
I can be found: at home mostly. And usually glued to this machine.
I am scared: of not being able to take care of myself. I'm one of those souls who is alone in this world.
I need: more confidence. It's been that way for decades. I never feel good enough. Thank my mother for that.
I am happy about: damned little. I'll spare y'all that list.
I imagine: a better life. And I've been trying to find a way to make that happen.
I will always: pray. It doesn't always get answered but I do it anyway.
Try this if you like and let me know if you do!