Old vs. New

Today is not really anything special as far as the day or date. But today happens to be my 100th post. Now everyone stopping cheering.
Not a big deal. I know this.
I just thought, cool, 100. That's like a lot. Right? It's the Number Nirvana in a D's world. It's a nice round number. It's a kick ass bill to receive, hell, even See.

And so it is.
My 100th post.
Woo. Hoo.
Hooray.

And guess what? I gots nuttin'. Nope. Nada.
No pictures. No Tweepage Seepage. No rants. No links.
N A D A.
Easy now, I've been working Really hard on this. Restraint is actually one thing I am good at. Well, truly it depends on what I am restraining from.

But (isn't there Always) I do have a quick insight.
Well I gotta tie in the title somehow. Patience is a virtue.
Yeah know, cause it took forever for me to get to this part.

I don't really see or feel a new me. I do see an old me. I am glad I don't feel the old me. ::::shivers::::
In many areas I have come a long way. A Long Way. I've learned a lot from the old and just try to move forward. Some of the forwardness is new. Some of it familiar. Some fun. Some sad.
Well, well. Sounds like life doesn't it.

That's just it. It's life. Life moves forward whether we tag along or not. Whether we choose to go for the new ride or stick to the comforts of the old.

New technology is exciting, once all the kinks are worked out. But really, with most things in life, the kinks are never truly worked out. I see it as, they are smoothed out, worked in, they settle.
I, on the other hand, never settle. I get comfortable in some areas but I have never seen myself as a settler.

Old technology can be learned from. Like old mistakes or old selves. We evolve. We learn. We move on. Then again old technology can be exciting too. Remember when? It's good to look back, see where you were, where you wanted to go and where you ended up. It's endless. This cycle of old vs. new. It does not stop. Life does not stop.

I love that. It's a journey. I am constantly learning. It brings me joy that there is so much I don't know. It brings me joy when a flower blooms or the moon hangs low. It puts a smile on my face when my cat purrs at my voice or touch. It fills me with love when my niece reaches for me or my nephews smile at me. And each day I try to remember this. What brings me joy -- those unexpected things that so many expect, think they deserve. Two words I despise. I don't expect. I learned a long time ago to not expect. If I want it, I go for it. I don't think I deserve this or that. I just constantly strive to be. Just be. Being is wonderful in its simplicity. Yet another thing I strive for. Simplicity. No expectations.

Those two ways of how I strive to be is what brings joy to me each day. Simply no expectations. It is not easy. I have my days when it is so hard to just breathe. Just so hard. But not expecting those things we think will just happen because they always do; the sun coming up, the moon rising, the cat purring, the smiles and love from family -- not expecting can bring such simple joy, amazing freedom.

And on this 100th post I decided to write about striving to just be. Not be anything people expect. Not be anything others have described me as or think I am. To exclude all labels, all names, all things.

Just Be.