by Cindy Boss
Photo by Denys Nevozhai
I turn 50 years in 10 days!
I honestly think I have been waiting for this day my whole life. What?
I was born an old lady — an old soul. This just does not work well on a teenager or a 20-something, but, the older I get, the more comfortable I feel in my own skin.
I found out long after high school that my brother and his friends used to sing “she can’t drive 45,” referring to the fact that I was a slow driver. They’d adjusted a Sammy Hagar song to make fun of my slow driving. They were not wrong! I have been driving like an old lady since I was 16, and now I’m excited to get closer to the time in my life when it’s OK to drive like an old lady.
Now that I think about it, lots of things in my life happen slowly for me. It took me 13 years to finish college. I ended up with a master’s degree, but still — 13 years!
I did not get married until I was 31, and had my last baby at 37. Now, as I’m raising teenagers, many of my high school friends are playing with their grandchildren. And as many of these same people are getting closer to retirement, I am just figuring out what I am going to do when I grow up.
I have always wanted to write, because I just love the things that pop into my head. So I published my first children’s book! Now I am taking steps to get healthier by moving more, eating less, and stretching. One month before my 50th birthday, I challenged myself to walk 50 miles before I turn 50. I will let y’all know how that goes, but that is a whole other article!
As I turn 50, I am going to officially call myself “over the hill,” because I have been slowly climbing, slowly gathering knowledge, slowly collecting plans and ideas. I have reached the top of my hill. I am on the other side — not the down side, but the other side. I am going to start putting my ideas into action. Pound sign, Busting into my next 50 years! JK! This lady knows it’s hashtag now. #bustingintomynext50years!