I turned 57 on Friday. It was great day spent with students, lunch with Erika, a quick Costco trip for cake and lots of treats at the end of the day. My colleagues helped me eat cake after school. I came home to an empty house, built a fire and watched some tv. Jim got home super early Saturday and we spent the day together enjoying the Fall weather with coffee, a long walk and lunch out. It's been a fabulous weekend!
I certainly don't feel 57. I recall my mom explaining how she never felt as old as she was, I think it gets harder the older I get to deal with how my body is starting to fail me. I am afraid of falling because I fall more often. I go slow and hang on for balance to keep myself from falling. I think I'm being obnoxious sometimes, but I saw my fall many times and she was obnoxiously careful so I realize, you can't be careful enough. I see subs at school in their 70's still going strong and I certainly hope I can make past my parents (who died way too young in their mid 70's). I'm shooting for 90's, so I still have a lot of life in me to live!