I turned 51 this past Sunday and it’s startling to think that I’m even that old! So soon?!! On the positive side I’m smarter and wiser now (I think). And I dare say I’m better looking too!! The tufts of grey hair is fetching and multiplying faster than weeds in the garden. Dare I wonder what else is going to happen as I cruise through the fifties?! It seems comical now but I can remember as a kid thinking that eighteen was old. Seriously! Mark Twain was spot on when he noted with dismay on how youth is wasted on the young. Being young is more fleeting than one realizes while old age comes around faster than you like if you are fortunate enough to survive. I’m grateful to have survived this long even if my reward for doing so means losing my youth. Which isn’t such a bad trade-off I suppose if I can keep my health, all my marbles, and my good looks!
After living an entire year with a big fat five gracing my age bracket I think I can say I’m going to like the fifties! It’s been a long time coming so I ain’t worried about it. I’ve found that every decade has its perks and pleasures and I’m sure the fifties will be no different. For example:
The first decade you are blissfully unaware how good you’ve got it.
The teen years promise you many hours of suffering in school along with the curses of pimples.
The twenties is all about finding love and getting none.
The thirties still finds you single but at least you have a cranky boss to keep you company now.
The forties is when you max out on smarts as well as good looks.
I don’t know what the fifties will deliver. It’s bound to be a surprise I’m sure. I hope I don’t die from the suspense.
