50.
I have attained the age of 50.
At 10 I had friends and no doubts, loved horses, and the best thing in the world to do was curl up in that comfy turquoise chair, eating oranges while I read myths and legends and fairy tales.
At 20 I had love and no doubts, having journeyed through the darkness of loss and betrayal and into the light. I loved poetry and music and the best thing in the world to do was dance and dance and dance, Sex Pistols or Glen Miller, Violent Femmes or Gladys Knight, just dance.
At 30 I had a job and no doubts, my chance at love was over and I would wear comfortable shoes and drink dry gin martinis. I loved being the quirky Drama/English teacher and the best thing in the world was to read on Saturday all through the day and dance all Saturday night.
At 40 I had a loving husband, two precious daughters and no doubts, a solid career, and the best thing in the world was to speak my mind.
And now I am fifty.
50.
Thank you
4 months ago
2 comments:
". . . and no doubts"
If I were to trace my ascent through the decades, only now, at age 49 1/2, could I say that I am starting to leave my doubts behind.
Happy Birthday! And don't worry about the doubts.
Bill
Congratulations Ellen. I would never have guessed your age and would have put you way younger. I think your 50 paragraph should read,
"At 50 I have a loving husband, two precious daughters, no doubts, a solid career, and the best things in the world are to speak my mind, to curl up in a chair and read until I feel like dancing".
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