Peace of Mind Organizing

An approaching milestone

19 September 2012

On Saturday, I turn 50 years old. I’m a birthday person and I love celebrating my birthday. I’ve never had angst over turning a year older. I’m helped by the fact that my husband, Barry, is nine years older than me, so now matter how old I am, I’m still young by comparison.

But turning 50 gives one pause. Partly, I think, because that pretty indisputably, half my life is behind me. Partly because my body’s starting to behave like it’s not 20 (or 30 or 40) any more. But I’m in good shape and my good genes have helped me stay fairly young looking. (I didn’t appreciate my youthful appearance when I was a teenager, but I sure do now.)

Turning 50, I think, is naturally a time to take stock. I’m a glass-half-full kind of person, so when I take stock, I tend to dwell on the positive. And I realize that I have a load of things to be grateful for:

• My wonderful husband of 22 years
• My family—my parents are still alive and living in their own home and my brothers are in my life
• My wonderful, devoted friends, many of whom I’ve known for decades
• I have really fulfilling work and I can make my own schedule
• I’ve been able to shift gears several times in my career to pursue new and exciting things
• I’ve traveled around the world (literally), seen some interesting countries and met fascinating people
• I get to help people bring joy back into their lives

I think it’s really true that age is just a state of mind. I’ve always enjoyed getting older, because my past experiences enrich the present. So the way I see it, the more experiences I have, the richer life becomes. I look forward to the coming years!

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