Eris wrote: Tue Mar 12, 2019 9:11 pm
Well, you make it sound like turning 50 is no big deal. I'm still dreading it. 4 months to go for me.
Birthdays are milestones, and they remind you if you are essentially happy with your life and where you're going, or not.
My 30's were great. At 30 I met the person I share my life with.
At the very end of my 30's just months from 40, our first son was born.
At the very end of my 40's, in the last month before 50, we adopted our 2nd son.
When I turned 60, my wife organized the first birthday party with a slew of people that I had since I was a child.
When my wife turned 50, we went dancing. When she turned 60, last fall, we went dancing and planned a long weekend dancing.
In between 30 and 40, between 40 and 50, and between 50 and 60, all kinds of bad shit happened.
Injuries, illnesses, body parts wearing out (2 metal hips), and we lost our dads and my mom.
But: We married, had 2 sons, moved a few times, travelled, saw Troy, Pompeii, Capetown, Tahiti, learned to dance, changed jobs, trained karate, laughed a lot, and learned that when we are both retired, we want to sit in the afternoon under a palm tree and drink Pina Coladas and Margaritas, occasionally swimming, kayaking, fishing, loving, and sometimes, just sitting in companionable silence.
Life is a journey and as it's been said before, what happens while you're waiting for something else. But since, as my dad used to say, Life is Finite, whether I live it happily or unhappily, is up to nobody but me. Like it or not, that's how life works and I'm sanguine with that, and, mostly, am pretty happy.
