I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming… suddenly you find – at the age of 50, say – that a whole new life has opened before you.
Agatha Christie (1890 – 1976)
Instead of an annual visit to the pediatrician, I am taking the cats for their annual check up tomorrow.
Instead of an answering machine message about a child when I come in the door, I am receiving vet reminders.
Instead of a play date for youngsters after school, I will be going to a play date with my doggie on Friday at a friend’s house so our same sized pets can socialize.
This is a new chapter in my life and I welcome it with the same devotion to living it to the fullest as always. My circumstances and even some relationships have changed or morphed but I am still the same spirit inside this maturing body, still infusing my days with good intent.
I guess ‘to do lists’ are like Mad Libs booklets wherein you just fill in the blanks. Except now, in my seasoned years, instead of hilarious write-ins, I try to balance it out with some sense of decorum.