53 Candles

  I still can't quite get my head around the fact that in all probability I have more years behind me than in front of me. If I live as long as my Mom I have 7 years left, if as long as my Dad, 27, if I split the difference 17, OR as we all know, I could die tonight.
  I think I still feel like a kid because I spend so much time with seniors. They are all  twenty or thirty years older than me and I love being with them. They have lived diverse lives and their memories add richness to my own when I listen and learn from them. Like most of them, I have sometimes learned the hard way, but I HAVE learned. Have you listened to a senior lately?....oh wait, you are doing that right now! See, I forgot again!
  My poor husband is learning what it's like living with a woman in the throws of menopause. Pray for him. I have to stop in the middle of every day and thank him for loving me through this. The poor man doesn't know from one minute to the next what to do. Do I need a hug? should he duck and run? when will this be over?! All questions I can't answer because I'm having trouble thinking! The brain just won't engage sometimes. Just ask my youngest son. He gets a huge enjoyment from laughing at me when I stop for 20 or 30 seconds in the middle of a sentence and then proceed like that's perfectly normal. That IS normal for me! That's why they call it menoPAUSE! Right?
  Well anyway, its happened, my number has changed again and it always goes up not down, so Happy Birthday to ME! Thank you Father God for my life, my husband, and that I'm still learning.

Why A Blog?

  My husband is the writer in the family, but for some reason I have had a lot to talk and think about lately. Even if no one ever sees this, I know that I will benefit. Surely there are 50 somethings with grown children that are wondering the same things I am wondering about in this stage of my life.
  Strangely enough this all started with the sight of my cat lying in the sun on the window sill on her birthday. The sight of her gave me pause to think back over the last 8 years that we have had her, or to her way of thinking, she has had us.(more about her at a later date)
  Our family has gone through quite a transformation in the last few years, God has been so good, but I have to say that for James and I, it has been interesting. Off spring have a way of doing that, it's not a bad thing, just challenging. Unbelievable joy, pride, fear beyond anything they understand yet, wondering how I made MY parents feel as I chose the things that have shaped my life. Did I thank them enough?
  This blog will unveil the rants and the quite ponderings of a woman still in love, still adoring her children(even though they did turn into men) and anxious to see what life will hold beyond my empty nest.