As the days draws to an end

I find myself reevaluating every last thing in my life and for the first time, I can't find a single thing to complain about.  It truly is the most bizarre turn of events. Driving down the road today, I thought about many things.  I thought about how green the trees along Mopac are right now, how enchanting the the jasmine popping up everywhere smell, how springtime in austin is quite possibly the most fulfilling place to be.  I thought about my amazing friends and how they have become the family I have so longed for my entire life.  How I hope they know how much I love each and every one of them and I hope that I give them half of what they give me.  If I can accomplish that, I will die a happy woman, whether I meet Willie Nelson or not.

As the day drew on, and I picked up my beautiful little boy, I began to think about how all the choices I've made in life, good or bad, led me to that exact spot, driving down Red River blaring Ophelia as Tristan attempted to sing along and I came to the conclusion that I should have arrived at far sooner----I am exactly where I want to be.  Maybe I'm not where I thought I'd be or doing what I thought I'd be doing because, frankly, I never imagined doing half of what I'm doing now and if I look back to the girl I was when I imagined this scenario, I didn't know my ass from a hole in the ground.  It's quite humbling to realize that no matter how much you try and try to be self-destructive, that little voice inside of you that tells you to follow your dreams and listen to yourself and no one else somehow manages to be the loudest one you hear. 

So as this day draws to an end, and I sit on my patio enjoying the breeze that speaks to me in a language only I understand, I am banking on the fact that when I wake up tomorrow morning, I will feel precisely the same way, because I will choose to.