So fellow travelers, today I stand at the road marker of six decades on this journey of Life. While I’m rarely inclined to make much of milestone ages, I admit approaching this point has felt different.
Sunset reflection @ Onondaga Lake
It’s not about getting older, that is after all something we do from the moment we are born. Yep, newsflash : none of us are getting any younger!
The turning point from young to old is a relative perspective. I’ve known octogenarians who still run marathons and young adults who dread turning thirty. Age is a number, being old is a state of mind. I embraced my fifties by saying “I’ve been around at least half a century,” when the question of age came up. The comment often surprised people, a few of whom professed disbelief until I told them my actual year of birth*. Eventually I started saying “Well, I’ve passed the double nickle mark,” because my mid-fifties was the first point when stating my age felt uncomfortable.
Reflecting back I realize I was coming to grips with accepting the time I have left to live life’s adventures is considerably less than the time I have already lived.
And that is perfectly ok. I’ve lived a good life so far and I’m nowhere near done yet. So at sixty, yes that is 60, my mission is to mindfully go forward seeking adventures and experiencing all life has to offer for as many years as I am granted. Whether those are two or ten times that, it is not the number which matters but what we do with it that counts.
#Spiritof60roadtrip is off to a joyful start. Stay tuned.
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.
*That would be 1957.
murisopsis
/ 07/16/2017I’m right behind you on that road! I’ve never felt any trepidation about reaching age milestones – it is just another day and the possibilities are endless! Happy Birthday by the way!