Thursday, October 21, 2010
So a year ago, I began to reflect, albeit not always seriously, on the evolution of my final year before I turned 50. I am still kind of in shock about the fact that I have been alive for 50 years. I can hardly believe it. I kept trying to figure out just who I was going to be when this magical and scary age finally dawned. So well, here I am, one week out from the big or small day. Have I had any revelations? Nope. Not really. But today I said to someone that I've been trying to figure out who I was going to be at 50, and basically, I am what I am. Popeye not ignored. Suddenly, OK, I admit it was neither sudden or quick, but I found myself realizing that THAT's the message, I am comfortable being me. I'm finally comfortable being all the things I've been, and sometimes uncomfortably, for the past 50 years. I don't need to have an epiphany. It's o.k. right here, right now to stop and just be me.