Friday, November 15, 2013
Oh, as in OMG! As a kid, I never thought I'd even make it to 40. I have no idea why! Maybe I could never imagine being OLD, and when your age is in single digits, 40 is up there.
So now I'm 50, and it's ok! I do NOT feel old. I know who I am, and I content, for the most part, with my life. Sometimes I am very happy too. I have comfortable roof over my head, a decent job; my health is relatively good, and I have a small number of really good friends. I am blessed.
My sister keeps asking what I want for my birthday.
I have no idea! There is nothing that I want.
I suggested something for adopting a new kitty. Breeders are expensive, but I may go to a local shelter, as I did last time. Well, even those have fees.
I took the day off from work, because I thought I'd be sad today, about my loss of Miss Kitty, not about my age. Fifty is a victory. I am awesome for 50. 50 is not scary. Fifty. 50! See, not scary at all!
50 is the new 30; I keep hearing that. I think it could be true.