Something feels Biblical about my 40th Covid 19 Entry. For 40 days and 40 nights we have been at home. There have been highs, and a few lows. But today, things got real.
My AARP Invite showed up in my mailbox. At first I chuckled, then I flipped the envelope over a few times in my hands. AARP? Really? I still have a couple of weeks before THE BIG BIRTHDAY. But still, THE BIG BIRTHDAY became a bit more real today.
It’s odd really, I don’t feel what I expect 50 to feel like. When I was in high school, I thought 50 would be the year of freedom. We were told we could retire at 50. Just like I was told so many things about life that turned out to be untrue. But 50? 50 means I am over the hill, right?
And there is so much more I had expected to do before 50. So many places I wanted to travel to, so many things I had once expected to accomplish. And then there were the expectations.
One of the things I have learned being almost 50 is that looking back at the should’ves and could’ves doesn’t serve me at all. And one of the things that Covid 19 has taught me is that you shouldn’t bank on expectations. Our lives can be turned upside down and inside out at any time. We live in a time of chaos.
May we have peace and serenity soon again.
And may I walk forward into 50 with grace…after two weeks.
Namaste
Meandering Through Midlife 
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