When I turned fifty, I finally decided that, even though people tell you to take a bath because it is relaxing, I was no longer going to submerge myself in a tub on any regular basis. I will shower, don’t get me wrong, but I just realized, I didn’t need to fight the intense anxiety I felt every time I sank into that, albeit lavender scented, sea salty water. It finally dawned on me – I hate baths, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Fifty has been a year of realizing:
I’m not interested, I don’t have to do it.
I’m not afraid, I’m going to say it.
I really love to do this, I’m going to do it.
I am pleased with fifty so far. Fearlessness goes so far toward getting you places you want to be, and getting to be with people you want to be with. And there’s still time to enjoy it…
What has age taught you?