when i’m fifty

since i’ve turned
fifty
i’ve gotten a leech
for the first
time
ever
while wading in a cool pool
of water
since i’ve turned
fifty
i’ve gotten stung
by a wasp
for the first
time
ever
in the face even….
but
neither were
nearly
as scary as
i imagined
all these years
huh…
i wonder what
other
firsts
wait for me in
this second half
of my
century.

two more first that hopefully are happening sooner rather than later: my first book & my first art show….
i’ve always believed in facing fears…maybe fifty is my time to amp that up a bit.

i don’t wanna grow old

okay.
i’m pretty despondent about this whole age thing. this is something that has never happened to me before. age is just a number, right?
but this number is freaking me out.
poop.
i am posting this the day after my birthday…but i wrote it two days before my birthday…& it is the day before my birthday as i am scheduling it to post.
(i hope i survive my birthday!)

a half century of me

a week from today i will have survived for one half of a century.
(that is the best way my brain can interpret what is happening)
i have never struggled with a number before…but i really really do not feel like i could possibly be this old.

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