To throw oneself with abandon into anything means to give oneself over to some activity without reservation. Unbounded enthusiasm!
Now, I don't mean I am going to run barefoot across our neighbor's field tossing flowers in the air, spinning in the sunlight shouting I'm 75! First of all ~ I would have stepped in the first cow flap I didn't see and that would have broken the spell. No - I mean I am working on abandoning a lot of long held habits that have done nothing but hold me back from truly just being myself. I know that I am not the only woman that has so immersed herself in trying to make things perfect for everyone else, that she herself has been lost in the turmoil. I wish I had stepped back years ago to see that perfect is unattainable and the only one crushed by the stress of trying is the try-er.
When my doctor explained to me when I was complaining about entering my 7th decade that I actually was starting my 8th - I felt, oh well then - let's stop all this foolishness and get on with living with a new outlook. It was not a getting thrown in the water and then learn to swim incident. It was more like a toe into the cold water of the Atlantic in Maine - just a bit of advance at a time to get use to it.
I found out that saying "no" was possible without the world coming to an end. Christmas still went on without me baking cookies. Activities could continue without my fingers in the planing. If I took extra time to read in the sun rather than rushing to get my husbands lunch on time, he survived (although a shock to him after 54 years). I loved being a wife, mother, grandmother, daughter, aunt, niece, sister, cousin, friend, neighbor, co-worker, volunteer - but now I am enjoying the journey to find me.
I am dancing to a different drummer even though my children always knew I did. When I would say someday I'm going to write a book, they always knew I would. I lived in day dreams not realizing that they could come true if you didn't give up on them. I know now.
And this aging thing. Sometimes it is a pain in the neck (or the back) but with the right attitude it really is not that bad. I am free to be me. I am going to do my best to let go and let be. I am going to jump in without reservation.
Will Rogers noted about aging that one must wait until evening to see how splendid the day has been. ~ Yes, indeed.
