Forty-Four

Today is the big 44.

It's my birthday.

And I'm feeling weird.

Not about being a year older.

That reality I deal with daily with my bum knee and needing reading glasses and those stubborn grey hairs.

But weird about itching for a change.

Now. Not later. Not when the kids finish school.

But now.

Cause how can I be guaranteed to have a later?

Is life meant to be lived later?

Or jump heart first into the now?

I feel like it should be now, but the hubs does not agree.

Change is scary for him. And I get that.

But how do I explain this to my heart.

My fingers are already searching for houses to rent.

In the San Diego area.......

photo from Anthony's along the Embarcadero in San Diego.
taken Oct. 2013.

Am I the only one that looks at seagulls and hears "Mine, mine, mine"?