It's a new day. A new decade. A new look. A new feel. A new attitude. A new truth.
A new gratitude. A new excitement. A new longing. A new road. It is ~ a new lease.
Fifty. I'm being truthful when I say that I wasn't all too sure that I'd ever see it. Dramatic, I know. I mistakenly believed for a long time that fifty was the inevitable end. Even unatainable. If I were to be blessed to see it, that too much time would have passed to even consider looking towards the horizon. That it would be the kids turn to live and accomplish and dream. My turn to sit in the shadows. I had my chance. One and done.
Today, it feels like there's a whole nother life to live. Like I'm only, actually, half way there. Which in itself is promising. Be it fruitful or dismal - it's mine to determine, explore, relish.
Getting to the place where the kids are well on their way and doing great is a mother's ulitmate joy. Few things can put my heart at ease as knowing that my daily prayers are heard and answered.
Fifty is the new thirty - isn't that what some are claiming? Not sure that I'd want to be thirty again, but I'll try out this fifty thing, for whatever it may be and let you know how it goes. Cheers!
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