Loving all the seasons of life, and doing OK.
This year my birthday was one of those that was divisible by 10. I am not going to say, "Where did the time go", because in contemplation, I know where it went.
I didn't notice it going by so fast when I was raising four loving children, nor did I notice it as I accumulated lifelong friends. I didn't notice it when working in my gardens because every summer I would plan what to do the next year. I didn't see it when my children reached all the milestones in their lives because I was always so proud. I didn't notice it when I went on vacations and had wonderful adventures and made memories. I didn't notice many things, because I was living life.
However, I did notice it when I held my first grandchild in my arms and knew that part of me will continue on for generations. Time tapped on my shoulder again when I retired and I missed people who I had come to see everyday and loved being part of their lives. I also missed purpose, but then I reinvented myself and found joy.
I am more mellow now, life is not as busy, but still interesting. I can walk six miles without breaking a sweat (on cool days), put in large gardens that fill my soul, and hold my grandchildren close. I always look forward and attempt to ignore the negativity that surrounds me. I try never to say no, although fear now creeps in.
I embrace my age as I have lived longer than many, but gosh darn it, I wasn't done being young.
