All I have is my life…

The beautiful set of Romeo and Juliet.

Yesterday was another lazy day, about two hours of tennis, then a most wonderful picnic in Regents Park before settling in to see a most beautiful production of Romeo and Juliet in the open air. The set, the costumes, the music (ah! the music!!)…all perfection. Alas, Shakespeare is not actor proof… But less of that, I’ve imported a blog of mine from another place as I’ve found it and found it profound for me, at this moment…

There are so many messages…

This is the year to declutter your life. It’s time to get out of debt. It’s time to reclaim your life. Time to lose weight. This is the beginning of a new you…

What is wrong with the old me?

The old me is responsible for the way I am today. Yes, it is true, the old me made many mistakes, ate too many pies, lied to get out of trouble, didn’t always keep a tidy house. The old me had too many boyfriends, didn’t go home when I said I would, let people treat me like I wasn’t worth much. The old me was growing up and growing out and sometimes going out of my mind.

But the old me taught me much. The old me was brave and fearless. The old me was creative, and unafraid to not know much. The old me cried much and laughed much and made other people laugh too. The old me was pushy and arrogant and assertive and confident. The old me talked too much, but said a few important things. The old me made friends, lost friends, found friends and kept friends.

Tomorrow, today’s me will be the old me. I will be grateful to her, because she is responsible for all that I believe. I will be grateful, thankful and hopeful that the old me will never let me down, and if she does, that I can forgive her and not let her go.

She’s not half bad……