TURNING THE BIG 50!!!

Note: I use the numbers instead of spelling them out in this blog to emphasize them. It has nothing to do with proper grammar.

In the 51 years I've been alive, I've seen a lot of people freak out at turning various ages: 30, 40, 50. I've never really been one of those people. I guess you could say the closest I've come to a freak out was at forty. I'm not exactly sure why but I have a few ideas. You see, I welcomed 30 with open arms and much excitement. And I've always looked forward to 50. So, why was 40 a bit intimidating? Well, first, it was kind of a lost age. What the heck is the big deal about 40? And second, I was pregnant with baby number five and sick as hell. I had no idea how I was going to handle my 40's (not super young anymore) as the mother of a newborn/toddler/elementary schooler?

But now back to my fifties. I'm thinking it was easy (despite the fact that a few of my classmates and friends have passed away) because I have a fabulous hubby, wonderful children, and an amazing best friend.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I had my share of wondering if 50 meant I was at the top of the hill ready to tumble down the other side. The difference between me and other people is that I've always thought of the tumble as an adventure to be enjoyed not feared or dreaded. And yes, year by year it gets harder to see celebrities I grew up watching and listening to die off one by one. And next comes old teachers and parents of classmates, and then the slow trickle of old classmates and friends and co-workers.

There is a trick I've learned and from where I'm not sure. Take each death as it comes and mourn accordingly. Don't lump them all into this big event that will eventually lead to your old age. After all, you're only as old as you feel.

Speaking of which, physically, I feel 80 and many people dread gradually feeling worse as they advance past 50. Well, I don't think I can feel older physically than I already do so it could only be uphill from here! I mean, with healthy eating, medication, and some exercise I could even end up feeling better... Ummm... Maybe.

Otherwise, I feel quite young. Maybe that's because I still have youngish kids and maybe it's because my best friend is 30 younger than me. In any case, I don't plan on letting my 50's get me down. Just live, my friends!!!

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