How can it possibly be that I will be sixty-five years old in a couple of weeks - I think I'm in my forties....I may not look like it, but I feel like it.........well, most of the time! It is absolutely astonishing to me that I will be receiving Medicare soon ( a good thing) but that the majority of my life has passed (not a good thing) confounds me. I remember when my Dad remarried at age 50 (and I was 18) and I thought "Why would anyone that old remarry?' Ha, it is all relative, isn't it? I have had a full life with a beautiful family and a successful business. The only thing missing is a loving companion, but, I have learned to be grateful for what I have and to not dwell on what I don't.
The picture above is me at age 2 in Chicago where I lived until age 10 when my parents discovered there was a place that didn't have much snow in the winter and we moved to Shreveport, La. That was a cultural difference. I finished growing up in Louisiana, married and had my three wonderful children in that state. The rest of my life, 34 years of it, was spent in Houston and the surrounding areas of that city. Houston was good to me in many ways but it is also where my husband died at 36 and my daughter recently at 42. Bittersweet.
Bu,t I AM in a new season of my life ready to look forward to adventures and friendships and whatever the "golden years" provide to me. I move on with the richness of friends and the love of family. I'm a lucky lucky lady!