I’m back to the time of year where I start to make lists of my goals.

Many people do this at New Years, and I do sometimes as well. But this time of year, when I’ve completed another revolution around the sun, makes me take stock of where I am and where I’d like to go.

Some years it’s been a huge distance between the two, while other years I can’t believe how far I’ve come

This year is a bit of a milestone, and I’m looking back with satisfaction over what I’ve done in the last 12 months.

I’ve opened my own business with a friend, but I’m working a little more than I’d like to.

My kids are growing, and 3/4 are in school while the fourth is in a dayhome and growing like a weed.

I’ve started to live my dream, and follow my passion when it comes to writing. And I’m writing every day, rain or shine.

I’m working hard on my body and mind, looking towards the next half of my life with hope that it will be a good quality one.

So what are my goals this year when I’m feeling so close to having everything?

Well, I’m going to rebel a little more.

I want to care less about what others think of me.

I want to take a few more chances with life, spend more singing in the rain

and showing my children to enjoy moments as they happen.

I still want to learn to enjoy yoga and green tea.

They seem like something I should do more of.

I want to work less and spend more time on a beach somewhere,

learning to take deep breaths and relax.

I want to take long walks with my love,

and talk about our dreams.

I want to spend more time with friends

and remember the good old days

while making more days to reminisce about.

I want to teach my kids to live their dreams while not screwing their future over.

I want to enjoy family

while they are still here.

So while it may be a milestone, I want to make a list to remember to be present in my daily life.

Love each moment with thoughtfulness and joy.

Because the next forty years are something I’m looking forward to seeing.