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I recently found myself watching episodes of the old Beverly Hills 90210 TV show - don't judge! - and received quite a shock. (For those of you who don't know/remember: twins Brandon and Brenda Walsh and their parents, Jim and Cindy, move from Minnesota to Beverly Hills where they all have to adjust to new everything, including high school with all its angst and drama.)
Here's what sent me searching for all the ice cream in the house - I am no longer the Brandon and the Brenda. I am the Jim and the Cindy. I am now the same age as the parents. In fact, I might actually be older. And, since October is my birthday month, this knowledge did not go down nearly as well as the ice cream. The whole thing reminded me of all the things I'd hoped to achieve by now . . . and haven't. Especially those writing dreams.
But, as I am a firm believer that we can set and achieve goals, that we can dream, love, do some good in the world up until the very end of our lives, I'm going to use this shock as the kick in the pants I need. I can't go back, but I can move forward.
Of course, a Golden Girls marathon - with cheesecake, of course! - will help ease the pain. Care to join me?