A Life Half Lived

In exactly 2 weeks, I will turn 48 years old. The 4th decade of my life has been full of life changing events, but 2010 has been, by far, the most challenging and frightening year of my life.  It has also been the most transformational. I have decided to restart this blog as a way of healing and sharing so that others who might find themselves in the similar desperate situations can find some comfort.  Much of what I write will be painful and shocking to some. Hopefully much of it will be inspirational and uplifting.

I’ve titled this page “A Life Half Lived” not because I haven’t lived my life to the fullest, although certainly I could have led a much fuller life, but because to date I’ve only lived half my life.  I have an entire half  life yet to live: more people to befriend and love, more skills to learn, more books to read, more places to visit and more novel things to experience.  I plan, in the second half of my life, to be

a better daughter, sister, aunt, friend and lover.  I hope to be a better world citizen: to do more for the planet and to help less fortunate people.

I will not be perfect and I will not always succeed, but one of the most important things I’ve learned this year is that I have a strong support system of friends and family who love me and will pick me up when I fall. I never knew that before this year. It’s humbling. It is also  hugely comforting to know that the safety net is always nearby. And so I dedicate this blog to my safety net of family and friends who picked up the pieces of my shattered life, dried countless tears, doled out innumerable hugs and kisses, silently held my hands and stroked my hair and simply loved me back to life.