|This is how I feel. And one of my favorite art pieces|
|This is my future. In the hands of a generation with a vision (Sami's)|
|These are some of the people who have been in my life (off and on) for 35 plus years. That's me.. waving.|
|This. Is my soul.|
|These are one of three bouquets that have arrived. These are from a friend I have not seen in 11 years.|
|This is three generations of Walsh Girls. Sami, Me (50!), and my Mom Pat, on our Girls Night last night!|
|And, this is my sweet boyscout son, who has a cold, and stayed home last night while the girls partied!|
Today I am 50.
This is a big day.
In my mind, this day marks a new era. A second life is beginning for me. And for some damn reason, I get to 'enjoy' internal physical changes as well. I am 'going through the change', textbook 50 year old changes. Sorry male readers, but this mama has had night sweats, hot flashes, moments of pure anxiety, and moments of hard core 'give me some' Cougaresque cravings. (yep)
(Age 49? Testosterone was ruling my planet.)
So, this morning, as my 14 year old gorgeous daughter is sleeping blissfully, and my soon to be 13-year-old brain-child son is miserable in bed with a cold and blowing his nose, and my 77 year old favorite Mom is cozy in my 'damn this is a high bed' (ever see your 77 year old mom try to 'jump and roll' onto a bed? Priceless), I am waxing philosophical.
All the years of experimenting with new things, finding out what I like and don't like, finding myself (over and over again), seeing how far I will go for the sake of keeping the peace - and then stopping the madness... those days are over. And, to be honest, I wouldn't trade my 'past history' for any do-overs. The lessons learned and the trials, the tears, the gifts, the joy, the people, have all molded me for what lays ahead.
So, my friends... and family loves, and past loves, this day? Shall be embraced... Shall be held tight... And memories shall be made.
I am alive. Truly alive. And I am living. Truly, living. In every moment. Because they are all a gift.
And thank-you, for being here with me...