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fifty days to fifty

Updated: Dec 14, 2021

There are 50 days until I turn 50. I love a good milestone—and I love birthdays in general, so I’ve decided to count down to the big day with some insights, life hacks, stories, and reflections.

Since launching my writing website almost two years ago, I have enjoyed having a place to store and share my thoughts. I have liked the dialogue and feedback from others, and have felt honoured when something I’ve written has resonated with others. Most of what I write for public view falls under the banner of practical wisdom and relatable insights. I’ve also been told my writing is unflinchingly introspective. I guess as I near the big five-oh, I have more confidence in my writing, but I also feel if I write my truth, it can never be wrong.

If there is one thing I have learned about myself on life’s journey (and especially the past two years), it is I am very strong willed. I am not sure where that comes from, but I am sure it is inherent. There is something that propels me forward. Perhaps it is my life force, or a calling, but whatever it is, there is momentum in my life that guides and directs me. It is mostly a blessing, I think. I have a constant curiosity and wonder about the world. I want to experience all things, and push as many personal limits as possible.

When I look back and reflect, I see the gift of family, amazing places, limitless learning, life lessons, and an ever-evolving cast of characters. Oh, how blessed I have been. Of course, if you’ve read my work, you know it has not all been easy. We can’t take the good and reject the bad. Often, more is gained by growing through the hard times. Through our struggles, we are taught resilience, empathy, compassion and a honed sense of self. They also help us navigate our way forward, often steering us clear of past mistakes, and allowing us to choose better roads that lead to brighter days.

Now…I have 50 days to fill, so I’d better get busy writing!

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