I turned 50 today (sort of) and I know that the typical response is you poor thing. I’ve heard from many women that getting older is so hard on them. For me, I don’t get this. The older I get the better I feel about myself and more confident I am.
It may have taken me a while to get here but I like who I am and where I am in life. Life is perfect and I’m grateful for those family members and friends who enrich my life.
My daughters are incredible and amazing. I may have stumbled through raising them but I don’t think I damaged them too much – relatively speaking. Ken has been with me for more three fifths of my life. He has supported me through all my ups and downs. He is my best friend and dearest love.
If this is my halfway mark (I can only hope) then I look back on the first half of my life and realize I’ve had a varied and interesting life. I’ve had loss and difficulties for certain. However, my life has been enriched with learning in all the best ways from people smarter and wiser than myself.
In my teens I dreamed of traveling everywhere and doing all sorts of ridiculous things. I’ve traveled in a different way. I may not have gotten to backpack through Europe or explore the pyramids but I’ve had other – better – adventures. Life is not just good… it is DAMN good!