and so somehow, just like that this number now applies to me. It is absolutely surreal. and yet, there it is. I’m fine with it, actually. It’s just a bizarro number that once was old and now……not so much!

If there was anything that I could wish for or want for my 50th birthday (if I keep saying it, maybe it will sink in), it is for peace and happiness in where I am. Although my life is far from perfect, I am absolutely at peace with where I am. I have an awesome husband, 4 amazing kids, incredible family and friends. I am loved. So much peace in that. So much joy. To be loved.

There was no surprise party full of friends and family (thank you very little, Coronavirus). But my entire day/weekend was FULL of friends and family. Texts, calls, cards, lunch, flowers, chocolate (SOOOOO much chocolate), dinner, cake. So good. And who knew? At 50 it is the simplest things that bring me so much joy—what a shame it took so long to figure that out, but I plan to keep embracing it.

Here’s to 50 ish more!!