Indeed, why the title?
Two things really…. what is it with this obsession with women turning fifty – stop asking me about it – I don’t know how I feel, I am working through it –
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It is a big deal, I now realise it. I have achieved a lot, I am doing a lot, I still want to do a lot, but like it or not, it is a milestone.
I like milestones – I am an achiever and I am task oriented, so I like to know when something can be crossed off my list. Not in a ‘aren’t I great’ kind of way, more in a ‘well done you, you wanted it, you tried, you worked hard’ celebrate myself kind of way. I like knowing that I have achieved what I set to do. No doubt there will be more on the danger of that attitude later ….
That’s why I am started this blog – 50 was never something that I thought about, never something that I set my watch by. And then, suddenly, I am there, thinking about it, looking back, looking forward, , looking around me. Wondering how the last 30 years of my adult life have just whizzed through and how come I didn’t have a to do list for my half a century celebration…
I am bamboozled and the only thing I can think of doing is write about it and try and make some sense of it, hopefully with some help.