How I Adult

When I was a little girl, I thought people who were 20 or 30 years old were on death's doorstep. I figured they were on their way out and had lived their lives.   I never thought I’d live to be THAT OLD. When I reached those ages, I didn’t feel as old as I thought they were when I was younger. I remember being 35 and thinking ‘my goodness, 50 is SO OLD, I wonder if I’ll live that long’. Well,  I’ve reached that age and surpassed it. I don’t know how people over 50 should behave, but I can tell you how I behave.

I’m a child. I don’t think I’ve ever grown up. I’ve done grown-up things: I got married, had a child, a mortgage, car notes, bills. All those things grownups are supposed to have by the time they reach a certain age (according to society). I tried to be that responsible, working, bill paying adult. I hated it all. I hated the bills, I hated having my own home, I hated paying for cars and I hated being married. Since I’ve been in my 50’s I’ve come to some substantial conclusions. The most important conclusion is to follow your heart. Who cares what society says you need to have? I’ve been told a dozen times I don’t act like I’m 50. Well, I’m not 50, I’m 55. And since I’ve never been this age before, I’ll do what I’ve previously done, I’ll be me. I’ll do me and I’ll enjoy myself.  I love me more than I’ve ever loved me before. I’m still growing but I’m perfect the way I am right now. I'll keep telling my stories and laughing at things I probably shouldn't think are funny or should laugh at. I'm having fun. I'm gonna keep doing what I'm doing while I can. The day I stop is probably going to be my last day on this rock. Here are some random pictures of me doing what I do....being me and loving every minute of this crazy life.  I LOVE ME!!!!