My life is currently a version of upside down, sideways and inside out. I think I, like most bears in the fact that change makes me growl and more apt to attack.
Move and job change, YIKES! Did I mention a milestone birthday in less than two months. I’ve been obsessed with bucket list/resolutions for years. Some years I don’t get any boxes checked. Others, I take fury asses and take names.
A picture yesterday reminded me of my 40 bucket list. Fly and see the ocean. Check. Run a 5k. Done. See a certain number on the scale, no where close. Have a college degree. Nope. Be more active in church, you got it dude. I’m sure originally there were musical goals somewhere, but these are the ones I truly remember. I’m at 4 out of 7 and that where the list will stay when the clock strikes twelve and wipes away my 30s and it will be time to start my 50 bucket list.
I’ve accomplished over half (bearly) of my 40 list. I should be proud of that. Focused on the proud and not the lacking. The Bear Necessities, so to speak. Just the thoughts in my brain. Today, as you paws hit ground. Crawl before running and attacking.
Mentally Healthy Mama Bear in Progress 