Ladies and gentlemen, we are now less than one hour away from zero hour.
I'm having a glass of wine. Tonight I went to south KC to listen to a fellow singer/songwriter who was playing at a gallery. Simone met me there and afterward, we went for coffee. She gave me a some gifts - a pair of Indian Woman/Native American Storyteller earrings and a sage torch to light and rid myself and my house of any negative energy. We hashed and rehashed this 50 thing over lattes.
One thing that she said and I agreed with 100%, is that there are certain things you just can't "pull off" any more. For example, there are certain fashion looks that - once you pass a certain age - you can't pull off. Consider Cher. At some point, all that leather strapping underpants stuff just looks a tad ridiculous. Nobody wants that to happen. It is important to move gracefully into ..... age without throwing in the towel.
If you're gathering from this that the hour is late and I still don't have all the answers - and that I'm still not okay with this, you have gathered correctly. But midnight will come and I will be basically the same person I was a day ago. It's only that, according to one frame of reference, I will have moved into a different decade, a different life phase, a different group. I will be a member of a different club. Whether I attend the meetings or not, I will still be a damn member.
So here's to tomorrow -- it will be here in 10 minutes now -- and all the tomorrows after. Cheers!!!
PS: I am still in disbelief!
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Glad you made it back safely on those snowy roads. I was honored to spend one of the hours of your 40's with you dear sister. Though it gave me a chill, as I saw the last of my own 40's passing before my eyes.
ReplyDeleteI really felt, when I turned 40, that I was being a good sport for turning 40 and that was all anyone could ask of me! Now it's six years later, and somehow I'm expected to keep giving more and more!
Last night, hanging with you, it was hitting me that the "late forties" is more than just a phrase. It's a damn conveyer belt sending me straight towards the saw of time!
Um...guess what I wrote wasn't very encouraging or comforting, was it?
ReplyDeleteto whom? i am over it, dear sister. it will be your turn soon enough.
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