Remember Sally O’Malley from Saturday Night Live? She was one kicking and stretching lady. Somehow this weekend I joined her ranks of those who have lived half a century- gulp! Me and Sally O’Malley, we’re 50 years old, rather fifty years young.
Its funny in past decades, oh yes, I am DECADES old, as I approached the first digit + the Big 0, I had all kinds of issues and worries.
10 – Mom had the talk with me and I am dreading the training bra. Fifth grade was SO MUCH HOMEWORK, I missed my carefree after school time. Oh the trials of youth.
20 – My mom met her husband at 22, I had zero prospects in sight. I thought at 20 I better live it up before its time to settle down. Sadly my sister died just before my birthday, same month suddenly at 25, then my mom passed away later 8 months later. I had a crazy year dealing with the loss of my two best friends in life. Thanks to my college friends for being there for me that year, and STILL. Quite frankly I was a mess at 20, and lived it up a bit too much.
30 – I told people for 3 years before I hit the big 3-0 I was thirty…it just sounded so old. I felt like an old maid. My mom, sister and grandmother had gotten married at 23, I was so behind with no prospects in sight. THAT is even more hysterical, I was no where near ready to be married at 23.
40 – Total despair, not related to the number but the situation I was in. My birthday was one month after we buried my 16week premature son Caleb. I felt helpless and wondered if I would ever be a mom and was in the depths of “Why Me???” Totally a natural byproduct of infant loss. Forty was when I realized that my body was getting ready to change too since my chances of having another baby were not good. I felt limited and that was depressing.
Oh y’all, life was not all doom and gloom really, just reflecting back today where I was at the dawn of each new decade of my life.
Fifty is different. Like Sally O’Malley I am not ashamed of my age. I embrace it and am thankful that I am not in the depths of a sad circumstance that I was at 20 and 40. At fifty I am training for my first – and only – full marathon, lots of stretching involved there.
Do I feel old? Heck no. I am still in my youth. Just ask Victor Hugo!
I am old enough to now appreciate the joys just sitting in a chair on the beach watching the sun pass overhead feeling the breeze and hearing the waves. And that is some wisdom as life’s simplest pleasures do not come often. I vow to spend less time worrying and more time just enjoying being – hey we are human BEINGS right?
Thanks to all who sent birthday wishes. I was overwhelmed with the greetings from so many friends I have made throughout all phases of my life, from the time I was worried about shopping with mom at Sears for that first trainer, to well getting up to train for the Walt Disney World Half and everything in between. I have friends of all ages, which keeps me young. This fifty thing, has been a piece of cake to be honest.
With age, I have realized. The first digit of your age, does not matter. I want to focus the next 10 year on just living my life to the fullest – even in the simple moments.
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