I did it. Last week, I reached the half century mark. Overnight I went from being “forty-something” to being a 50-year-old woman … and it didn’t hurt one bit! Quite honestly, the transformation began to take place a few years ago when I was shopping in a cute little boutique store and saw a plaque. I am usually not at all attracted to resin plaques, but this one got me. It was The ABCs of Ageing Gracefully. Since that day, I’ve seen it many places, but at that moment, the words were brand new to me. As I read them, I made a commitment to do just that — age gracefully!
I bought the plaque and hung it just inside the entrance to our master bathroom. I wanted to be sure I would see it every day … so I would be reminded and encouraged to practice the art of graceful aging.
So last week when the “momentous occasion” actually arrived, there was neither fanfare nor panic. There were simply family, friends — and peace in knowing that I’ve earned every one of my wrinkles and gray hairs. 🙂 There aren’t many, but they come with the territory, and I’m going to just embrace them. No Lady Clairol or Botox injections for me. I don’t know who comes up with that 50 is the new 40 stuff (what does that MEAN anyway?), but I for one have no desire to repeat 40! I prefer to move forward … gracefully.
Besides, my oldest daughter is celebrating her 28th birthday today. …No, I’m definitely not 40!