I've been wearing 50 for a week now.
It feels the same as 49
but not exactly.
Fifty+1 week is not
"Do I have more gray?" or
"Why does my body not work the way it used to."
It is more
"I have fewer years to live than I have lived" and
"What do I want my health to be 10 years from now" and
"Am I making the difference that I dreamed I would make?"
12000 steps a day
3x a week at Primal
wrestling with a vegan lifestyle
Rehydrating chickpeas and making hummus every other day.
Learning what to do with winter melon.
checking on the physical and mental health of my children
counseling my husband on career possibilities
starting a Facebook conversation to activate an intervention for a friend
back home whose alcoholism is damaging her whole life
seeing a spiritual counselor for my soul and shoulder
reading Eckhart Tolle a second time to re-center on the Power of Now
writing a poem about fifty, because I like poetry and want to like 50
understanding my dad just that much more as he turned 80
trying to help a hurt street kitten,
and knowing the best thing for it is to be with its feral mom
seeing a college acquaintance in the semi-finals of Americas Got Talent
staying in touch with family through Skype on the weekends
worrying about climate change and pollution levels in Hong Kong
then reminding myself not to worry - stay PRESENT
loving teaching "Where are you going? Where have you been?"
to seniors who get just as creeped out as I do by the story.
Finding Cat Street antique market on a family outing.
Living in freakin' Hong Kong! How am I in Hong Kong?
That's so crazy!
Realizing that I don't have a clue what life will bring.