Monday, 17 September 2012


Last Monday, I turned 37.

37.

I know it isn’t the end of the world. I also know 37 isn’t exactly ‘old’. But I can’t help but feel like I’ve missed so much, or maybe messed up so much. I’m sure I read somewhere or heard somewhere that I shouldn’t have any regrets. I’m not sure if what I’m feeling is regret. I just feel like there is so much more I want to do and there just isn’t enough time.

If I pass one thing onto my kids, I hope I can ensure that they never let a moment of happiness pass by unnoticed. I want to teach them that there is never ‘enough time’ and that you should find time every day for the things that make you happy, the things that make you, you.

I wanted to write books… lots of them. I haven’t written any. I wanted to see Europe. We did vacation in Rome, so it’s a start. But I look at the rest of my so-called list and there’s just loads I want to do. I just wish I could go back and start ticking off that list. I also wish I could take back a few of those nights partying at the frat house and spend a little more time hitting the books. Maybe then I wouldn’t be stressed out about the EMA that is due in a few weeks.

I want my kids to figure out what makes them happy and do it. And I want them to understand that what they do each day will affect their happiness later. The advice I told my hubby to pass on to his nephew who starts university this month is ‘have the time of your life, just make sure the time of your life doesn’t prevent you from having the life you want someday’. It’s good advice. It would work for future politicians as well. I want Hunter and Scarlett to finish school and university and to have the sort of life they dream of. Whether that means seeing the world or writing stories about it or whatever. I want them to be happy, for always not just for right now. 

What is the one thing life has taught you that you want to pass on to your kids?


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