It’s never too late
A friend was telling me she wants to move to New York because she wants to grow old there. I said I can’t imagine almost 50 and moving to NY because I think the life would be hard there. But I can see her point – there are way more mod cons available for the elderly than there are in most suburbs where once driving becomes an issue, the elderly live like shut ins till they die.
Last night, someone asked me if I have children, and I said, “not yet” – I said I’ll be 50 next year but I still believe a child will enter my/our life. She told me a great story, her mother was adopted as a baby by a woman who was 72 years old! Wow! Isn’t that unbelievable – it gave me goose bumps then and gives them to me now.
It’s never too late, or you’re never too old to start your life in earnest, to go for what you want in your life, to see your dreams come true. Age is someone else’s limitation.
Another person who was in the conversation said about the fact that I am with a woman now but was married three times before, “Were you in denial?”
“No,” I laughed, “I was not in denial.” At each phase of my life, each lover, each husband, and now girlfriend, I’ve been exactly where I was supposed to be, no matter how things seemed to appear.