Celebrating my Golden Jubilee-50yrs
Today I am 50, turned 50 on Wednesday. Getting here wasn’t as scary as when I approached 20, 30 or 40. With each passing decade a deep sense of inner peace, and feeling grounded in adult life set in, leaving behind the fears and anxieties of youthfulness.
Everything seemed less and less important in comparison to the few things am going to talk about. Getting better but unimaginable. All the things I thought were so important fading away to insignificance. All the things I was worried of failing to achieve, or do or attain with age now being irrelevant.
Unfortunately, there is a downside. The downside of being a half of a century old is physical activity, although not meant to last but nonetheless necessary. My eyesight so obviously less accurate, energy levels not at the peak, becoming apparent that the remaining years probably less than those already enjoyed. The effect of menopause now being reality, and dealing with the passage of time being obviously uncomfortable but nonetheless part of existence. Teaching me and all to love life even more. The real deal, not a waiting room or train station.
Being 50 to me means having clear cut goals, becoming more and more fearless to tackle real issues. I love where I am physically, my head, location, country, friends, family and the work I do.
I love life and would want to continue doing so. Please join me in my celebration.