Posted By Sue Collier on April 12, 2013
Since I’m participating in the A to Z April Blogging Challenge this month—blogging all the letters of the alphabet—and blogging every day (except Sundays) I’m going to take the liberty of veering off topic today. (The only think I could think about regarding publishing that started with a “k” is “kerning”—and that just ain’t a whole blog post!)
I’m gearing up for a birthday next month. And it’s a biggie. Fifty. A half-century. Six hundred months. Eighteen thousand two hundred sixty two days. I’m definitely no spring chicken anymore. I am active and take good care of myself, so I feel more like 25, honestly. Maybe I’m lucky—or blind—but I don’t see 50 when I look in the mirror either. (Or as I like to tell people, “this” is what 50 looks like!) I have a five-year-old son—yes, I gave birth to him!—so getting or feeling old is just not an option.
It turns out this is becoming a big year for me. Not just because of the monumental birthday (50?! Man, that big number makes me cringe! And yes, I realize it’s way better than the alternative.), but because it is turning out to be a year of transition. I’ve made some decisions in my personal life that will change me and my son forever. I’m expanding my career to include more things I love and which I’m expecting will be satisfying and lucrative. I’m finally dealing with some things I’ve put off and which will enable to me move forward with (dare I say?) the second half (best half?) of my life.
So with age supposedly comes wisdom. Is that actual smarts or just the ability to see that there is still so much to learn? I’m leaning toward the latter. In 50 years of living, I’ve learned a lot. But it’s becoming more clear to me than ever that I still have a long way to go. Especially when it comes to insight about myself. Because if there is one thing I’ve realized, getting older doesn’t mean getting wiser unless you’ve looked within. And that is true knowledge.