Happily ever after

Once upon a time, 10 years ago (or so), I had long dark hair with maybe a handful of grays very well hidden.

May 2003ish. might be May 2000. it's May some year in the early 2000s. NYC.

I was visiting my cousin in NYC. We were in the Rainbow Room overlooking Manhattan, enjoying the best salmon dish I'd ever had after a night of drinking like there was no tomorrow and almost not making our dinner reservations at the Rainbow Room as a result.

I was 30 years old, unmarried, childless.

Ten years later...

my hair is a bit shorter and a LOT grayer. But I kinda dig that.

I also like my glasses at 40 more than the fugly ones I wore at 30. Man I was such a baby back then. I mean, it was only 10 years ago but look at me! Look how cute I was! So damn cherubic looking.

Kinda like this little chica:

taken at 6:40 this morning. girlfriend had to wear those sunglasses despite it being pitch black out.

Heh.

Seriously, 10 years ago I was very different. I had a lot of insecurities. I was very much a loner. I was so very shy, it was hard to look at people. I was getting better but I think it was the start of change for me.

I'm still kinda shy and a loner, but it's so very different now.

Now I don't really give a shit what people think of me. I don't really hold grudges. I try not wasting my time and energy on shit that I cannot fix like I did back then. And life, as a result of letting a lot of shit go, is so much better.

It's good, actually.

Today I'm fabulous and 40, I'm great and gray, I'm married and a mom.

Today I can live happily ever after.