I turned 60 on Christmas Day, 2017.

I tell you that because I’m pretty proud I’ve managed to come so far.  I’m also a little shocked.  I guess I always knew I would be 60,  just like I always knew I would be 40.  50 was a killer because I knew without a shadow of a doubt, that I would never be 40 again.

You know how they say something like “it’s not the destination, it’s the journey”?

I always hated journeys.  If I could, I would be Jeannie from “I Dream of Jeannie“.  I would just blink my way everywhere and anywhere I wanted to be.

Or just twitch my nose like Elizabeth Montgomery on Bewitched.

I just wanted to get there.  But I was never really sure where “there” was.

So now I’m here.  60.   And for the first time in a long time, I know where I’m going, but I’m not sure how I’m going to get there.

But I do know that I am taking you with me, because it’s so much more fun to go on a journey with friends.

So here we go.




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