
Yesterday I turned 54. When I look back at my parents at my age I thought they were so old! Now my mom has been gone for 7 years and my dad just turned 88! Looking at life through their experiences , I wonder, will I live to be 80 like my mom? That’s another 26 years! Or 88 like dad? That’s another 34 years. This exercise isn’t for the weak! A few years ago I started taking inventory every year on my birthday, where have I been? Where do I want to go? What do I want my remaining years to look like?
Many of us has been through a restructuring at some point, a career change, a divorce, the death of a loved one or all of the above. Inventory of your life involves accomplishments, failures, finances and experiences. For me it’s the next and final chapter of life I’m looking at. In this next year, if all goes well, I will return to my ancestral home, hopefully to live out the rest of my life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not planning on going anywhere for a long time. I also have no plans to “slow down” “retire” or “act my age”! I am looking at the future and the next year in particular as a rebirth, a period of exploration and growth, a second chance to do it all the right way.
I was married for almost 25 years and I hid the bulk of who I was,of what my dreams were, a little more with each passing year until I no longer knew who I was or what I actually wanted out of my life, or even if I had the right to “my life”. You fall into a routine, a survival pattern, you try to keep the peace. Then life hits hard and you’ve already been struggling for so long that break never comes and life is overwhelming. I know that feeling all too well.
These past 5-6 years have taught me more than the first 48 yrs combined. I learned what makes me truly happy, what I actually need to be complete, the ways I sabotage my own well being and how to move forward and go after what’s real. I learned who to trust. I learned when to fight and when to let go. And now at 54, I stand a little stronger and wiser and more prepared for what’s ahead.
Follow my journey back home over the next few months. I’m starting phase one today. Getting things in order, to reclaim the life I was meant to live. I’ll be contacting banks, organizing finances, dealing with old debt, and working my ass off to get where I need to be. I’m also entering another phase along side this one one where I begin the process of saying goodbye to my father who is slowly fading away from dementia. Saying goodbye to the pain and trauma from my divorce and finally righting the wrongs inflicted upon me in the fall 2020, the year I turned 48, the year the rug was pulled and the truth of my marriage was unmasked.
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