It doesn't really hit home until you put it in writing. Soon after turning 40, I was in a doctor's office filling out paperwork for a chipped ankle bone, (Have I mentioned anything about being more clumsy as I got older?) Anyway, I had to actually write in the number "40" for my age on the form. Well, that did it. I started to flip through the index cards in my mind, looking for anything to ease the pain. I suddenly remembered something. Something wonderful! The Iron Man himself, Cal Ripken ,was born in 1960, just like me!
YES!!!
And he wasn't in his easy chair watching video clips of himself. 40-year old Cal was playing professional baseball. Hah! Not warming the bench waiting to retire his number, either. He was still knocking it out of the park and setting records. And he was 40, too. So there. Not over the hill yet.
Welcome to my blog. I hope you'll relax here regularly along with your morning coffee or evening hot chocolate. I'll share some reflections about my experiences as a middle-age woman. There's lots to talk about: body and mind changes, (yes, menopause!), career changes at midlife, maybe a little 60's and 70's nostalgia, etc. We'll throw in some posts about card-making, postcard collecting, and other subjects as well. Love to hear your comments and contributions! Welcome!
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Tuesday, October 4, 2011
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