When I turned 10 years old, my grandparents were 60 years old.
When I graduated from High School my parents were 42 years old.
At 60, my grandparents seemed very old. Although they were active, my child’s brain imagined they were ancient.
At 42, my parents were certainly old. How could they not be old? They “came of age” in the 1950’s. The songs playing on the “oldies” radio stations were from that era.
As I became an adult, the 40’s, 50’s and 60’s still seemed beyond the age I could ever consider young.
Last week I turned 51. My brain still has not adjusted. I’m still trying to figure out what “old” is suppose to feel like. I do have aches and pains, but I also workout regularly, walk great distances and yesterday I climbed a tree.
My expectation of 51 was not this. I am honestly not sure what my expectation of being in my 50’s was. Maybe by now I was suppose to be planning for retirement. Maybe my evenings were suppose to be spent watching television and getting to bed by 9:00PM. Maybe I expected to spend my evenings reading a good book or watching the grandkids.
Instead of settling in for the beginning of the end, it seems I am starting a great adventure. I no longer have the expectation of being old. My expectation is that I will remain young, as long as I choose to remain young!
This tree can be found on top of a hill, overlooking Fort Worth Texas.
The tree was originally decorated for Christmas by a local homeless woman named Carla Christian. She wanted the homeless of Fort Worth to have a Christmas tree.
Carla died several years ago…..but someone continues to decorate the tree. Whoever has taken over the responsibility of decorating this little tree on the hill does so for many holidays throughout the year, not just Christmas. As you can tell by the photo it was recently decorated for Easter.
Dear Dream Reader….
You are my follower, my friend, maybe even my fan.
You are the person that I hope to impress.
You are the person that I hope to inspire.
You don’t have a name or a face. Like a chameleon you change to fit my mood and sometimes my ideas. You drop by and read my latest thought and take time from your busy day to offer me encouragement, a funny word and maybe a bit of direction.
I hope you read my words and find yourself impressed by my wit or amazed by my keen insight.
I hope you read my words and feel inspired to conquer your dreams or maybe even allow yourself to dream for the first time.
What I really want is your approval, your ideas and your support.
Dear Dream Reader…..I’m really not sure who you are but I do know as my page develops and my thoughts flow more freely onto the page, you will be there. You will be my follow, my friend and maybe even my fan!
Post inspired by The Daily Post, Blogging 101, Day Six Assignment: Write a post for your Dream Reader.
I started playing around with my blog this past January. At the time I had been writing a daily Facebook post on gratitude and had a desire to start a blog but kept putting it off.
When WordPress offer Blogging 101 in January I decided that was my opportunity to start and do so with guidance.
Well, I did start and I did follow the daily prompts from WordPress (for about 2 weeks). I was still hesitant. I was still afraid of failure, and not feeling as though I had a good enough “theme” to actually write a blog.
I kept tinkering. I started making a little headway by following the weekly photo challenges and weekly writing challenges.
When the opportunity resurfaced to complete Zero to Hero blogging 101 I decided it was time to jump in with both feet!
So here I am, ready to learn from the experts and ready to become a blogger!