60 used to be really old to me.
When I was born, my grand parents were in their 60's or very near there. They seemed old.
Then I got near my 40's and my parents were entering their 60's. Somehow 60 didn't seem that old any more.
Today I've been pondering the fact that in ten days I turn 60.
... yeah, I'm not going any further than that.
But I have wondered if I took away all the time i have slept (and that's alot especially in the last 14 years due to health issues), what have i done with my time.
Recently at a book signing I did back in my home community, I was reminded of the places and people who were part of my youth. Memories flooded my mind of the opportunities and I had to explore who I was. I was reminded of the dreams I had to make something of myself.
I never imagined i would be an author. I didn't even know what a life coach was.
And yet I am aware that I am still doing the kinds of things i had always hoped to do:
Encouraging them be all they were meant to be
Telling my stories- and helping other people tell theirs.
This just isn't HOW I thought I'd be doing it.
In many ways I feel so much younger than i did when I turned 50. Honestly, i don't remember turning 50. I was intensely grieving that year. There are a lot of things I don't remember.
But this past week we celebrated the life of my father-in-law, and I've been hanging out with my parents.
I'm keenly aware of the time I have left to live on purpose.
60 may seem old to you.
But honey, I'm just getting going again.
I hope you'll celebrate your age - whatever it is, even as i celebrate mine.
Let's make this the most remarkable year yet.