The thought of turning 50 was never an attractive or welcome one. The dread began around 45, knowing the day was right around the corner. The celebration of every year has been a personal one, but the thought of 50 brought me no joy. The thought process was always one of “the glass is half empty” and it was exhausting. When I actually turned 50 I was surprised by the feeling of exhilaration; something shifted, an attitude really. The first day of being 50 I told off a Walgreen’s Manager; he was rude, disrespectful to me, as a customer, and humiliated his staff (a young man). I just let him have it right there in the photo section.
A few other things have changed as well, I find myself dancing (with my hands) while running, this causes a bit of a problem for my youngest, I ran by him the other day and he pretended he didn’t see me… Oh, he saw me alright.
As our children enjoy “our” cars this summer I have decided to make my next vehicle a tricked out golf cart, it is under construction as I type. My children laugh and roll their eyes, but probably won’t be driving to Market Basket with me. I have also completed registration for fall classes at our local college; no longer will furthering my education be put on the back burner.
I have relaxed a bit as a parent as well, watching our children become really interesting people. My worries are different, less immediate; my kids make good choices (for the most part). I don’t have to work so hard and it feels really good just to let go and be.
Oh, and I also bought myself a gorgeous Coach handbag and sunglasses, that felt really good too!!!!!
The glass is no longer half empty; it is filling up quite nicely.