I’m in the thick of my fabulous 50’s…TBH, they didn’t start that way. Recently separated from my husband of 27 years, I’m exhausted, it’s been a journey but all for the good. I’ve definitely turned the corner and I’m moving on. Next chapter! I’m here to dispel any preconceived ideas of what 50 looks like (or any age for that matter) you can have your cake and eat it, just don’t count the calories, meaning, don’t let anyone tell you, you can’t do something, just because you’re a certain age. I’m hell-bent on being the spokes girl for all of you out there trying to figure out, “what the fuck just happened?!” Life happens for a reason, it’s up to you whether or not you’re going to pick yourself up, dust yourself off and tell yourself, “I GOT THIS!”
“At 50, I began to know who I was. It was like waking up to myself.” – Maya Angelou
My career as a “Mom” seemed like it would last forever and then poof, my sons are young men. They’re off to create their own world of adventures, which is exciting for them and scary for me. That said, I feel confident that I gave them the skill set moving forward and with that, I’m finally taking time for me!
I’m not sure how this writing thing started, I guess I’ve never been short on words and I have a lot of opinions, hmmm…so perhaps this helps me get a few things off my chest? So much to figure out and discuss, I’m passionate about so many things, where do I begin? New to blogging, I thought this would be a great platform for me to be me. Join me on my personal journey through all I desire, crave, wish for, want, I covet…