Monthly Archives: March 2010

Fifty

This past week was the last of my forties.  I spent it being really excited to head into my fifties.

Fifty hard-won years, baby!

This past decade was the best decade ever for me.  That red-headed kid was born three months after I turned forty.

And he?  Changed my life forever. 

I consider my life before him my black and white life.  After he came along, I lived my life in living color.  He is the reason this past decade was the best decade ever. 

Birthdays and growing older have never really bothered me.  There were a few years in my thirties I didn’t care for much.  A birthday marked another year where I was reminded that I wasn’t quite where I wanted to be in this life.  I thought I would never be married, have kids.  But for the most part, I am proud of each year I’ve made it through.  I’m not really a party person but I like to quietly celebrate  another year well lived.

Yesterday, the teachers and kids in my classroom at school honored me with cards and small gifts and doughnuts.  I was given a lovely tiara that they said I had to wear all day, because I was the Birthday Girl.  I groaned (inside, of course) because if you know me at all (Hi, Mom!), you know that I am so NOT a tiara kind of person. 

But you know what?  I put that wonderful tiara on and it felt pretty good.  It was another way to show that I Am 50 And Proud Of It!  I wore that tiara until I left school.  It sits on my kitchen counter now, a reminder of the past awesome decade and the hope of the next decade to come.

This life has many hard parts, for me, for you, for everyone.  Even if you’re happy with your life, even if you have people that love and care about you, even if you have plenty of money.  It’s just plain hard.  So if you’ve lived another year, be proud, celebrate that you simply made it through and lived to tell about it.  Focus on the positives, no matter how small.  And have hope for the year to come.

That’s what I plan to do.

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