“The process of maturing is an art to be learned, an effort to be sustained. By the age of fifty you have made yourself what you are, and if it is good, it is better than your youth.” ~Marya Mannes, More in Anger, 1958
For some reason it seems someone, usually me, is always sick on my birthday. This year was no exception. I spent my birthday in a hospital waiting room. My gift the successful removal of a blockage and gallbladder for my daughter after two days of tests and waiting for the “emergency” surgery. I shared encouraging stories with a brother and sister waiting to see their mom, tangled a little and thought about life in general. I was especially grateful that my husband resisted bribery for the gluten-free pizza he brought to the waiting room while I was in pre-op with our daughter for waaay too long. Hospitals are not very friendly for people with food allergies and gluten intolerance. I hate cold food but that was the best cold pizza I have ever eaten!
I decided to use my Tangle-A-Day calendar by Carole Ohl to capture my “thoughts” for those days – particularly my birthday. When I went to scan the images for this post, imagine my surprise to find my birthday week blank! I know I was a little distracted, but I’m positive I tangled those days. Oops! It seems I tangled February 18 – not January 18. Oh well, I know what I meant. They say the mind is the first thing to go.
After getting through the year I was forty-nine, I was relieved to reach fifty. It has been a year of exploration, understanding, creative growth and spiritual maturity for me. I suppose that’s part of the reason this quote by Marya Mannes appeals to me. I have come into who I am meant to be and I like this woman, even if she is over fifty.
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