[I thought this blog was done. But a landmark event (a decade marking birthday), a contact from someone from a long ago life because of the blog, and Alice’s return to modeling convinced me otherwise. ]
So, tomorrow I turn 60. (technically, today, as it is the 4th).
Sixty. Sixty years of living since 1955. Through the 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, a new millennium, and on. Through the Beatles, the women’s movement, through the end of Viet Nam, disco, the BeeGees, big hair and shoulder pads, John Hughes movies, Reagan, Clinton, the Bushes, the war in Iraq, and Afghanistan, the first Black President and the advent of information and communications technology.
My parents’ were supposed to be in the “Greatest Generation,” but imagine what us 60 year olds have experienced?
I’m using tomorrow as an opportunity to celebrate life. Who I am, what I have experienced, what I will next do. Honestly, given my good health and mental state, 60 does seem pretty much like just a number. Symbolic of little, though clearly the recognition of a new decade. When I was a kid, 60 seemed like Grandparent age, retirement age, over-the-hill age, gray hair age. But if 50 is the new 30, then 60 is the new 40. Or at least 45.
Tomorrow is a day that I will celebrate life with my amazing 21 year old who has given me life’s most important role. Jeremiah will give me a tattoo that symbolizes the path of life’s learning and growth. I will be with my community of women who, for the last 8 years, have fueled my soul through friendship and a sense of belonging. I will Be There. Be there and present in the life that has been given to me, and the life that I have tried to make meaningful. The life I have tried to be in the service of others. Indirectly, mostly I’m afraid. Mother Theresa I am not.
Tomorrow I will celebrate the end of 60 years of growth and learning and understanding. And the next XXX years of more. A day that celebrates the beginning of the next phase with my daughter. With my friends. With my Self. Sadly not with my partner, but he is with his family. We will celebrate our birthday in the moments and places given to us in the everyday; together we make our collective moments.