On Turning 55

That's right... September 21st is my day!

I asked The Mister recently to take a picture of me.

"You?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.  Well, yes...me!

He is not into photos, selfies, social media or any kind

 of sentiments.  If I didn't take photos of our kids the last

25 years, there wouldn't be any photos at all! haha.

If I didn't take selfies, there wouldn't be any photographic

documentation of my existence in decades. 

And no, he didn't take the above picture. :)

Some day when my great granddaughters inherit my

finer jewelry, I want them to be able to see who I was

  and laugh at the styles of clothes and hair "back then".

I hope they will hear something about who I was, too.

Good things, I hope.  And as I get older, the legacy I leave

 behind becomes more than a passing thought.  

There are quite a few things I enjoy about getting older.

Hopefully, we become wiser. :)  We aren't as shy.

We are more sure of ourselves.  We know when to stand

up for ourselves.  We know what we believe and why.  

Our faith is stronger.  We seem to be able to keep 

perspective when bad things happen.

We've learned how strong we really are.  We've learned from

our mistakes and we've learned from others' mistakes.

We've learned what toxic relationships look like.

We've learned to say no.   We've learned that quality is
better than quantity and that goes for everything from
friends to possessions.  We can laugh at ourselves.

We've learned that happiness is a choice.

We've learned that our story is just a thread in the tapestry

of history and it's up to us to make our little thread 

as beautiful as we can.  Since I love gray, maybe mine 

will be gray?  haha.  Or maybe it will look silver. :)

And just as importantly, our little thread of a life isn't

running through that tapestry loose and independently.

It is connected to those threads around us...every other life

we've touched.  They are all sewn together and influenced

by each other.  The length of the thread isn't as important

as the color, strength and beauty of it.

Didn't I read somewhere recently that the 50's were the new 30's?

Yes, I like that thought. You're only as old as you feel, right?

♥