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i can remember sitting in my 6th grade classroom adding up the years. i’m kind of lucky in that my age always coincides with the last number of each year. for example, in 1980, i was 10...1990...20...and so on and so forth.
so back in 1981 at the ripe old age of eleven i was doodling out the dates in my trapper keeper. i hit all the milestones: 13, 16, 21, and 40. for even as a young one, i knew 40 was a really big deal.
time, life, husband, career, kids, divorce...and thousands of other check points marked the trail of my journey and there i was - last december finally hitting the big 4-0.
it happened so fast. here i am in a totally different realm. by all accounts i’m a fully grown woman. too old to be young and damn sure too young to be old. i’m sweetly positioned in the middle.
have i truly arrived at my life's mid-point and if so, what do you do with that type information? i'll probably be here half as long as i've been here. wow, that's deep stuff.
even though i find it mind boggling at times, i’m transitioning into the role like a true champ.
i enjoy giving my when-i-was-your-age advice. i’m finally comfortable in my own skin. i’ve learned to not sweat the small stuff.
i was asked recently what inspires me. without hesitation i blabbed “waking up every morning“.
can’t wait to see what the other half of the journey brings!