Yes, you got it right!
It was my birthday, of course, but not just any birthday... my FIFTIETH!
Shock, horror - it definitely took me by surprise anyway!
But do you know what?
Despite the fact I am now in my sixth decade, (gulp), I am loving my life at the moment.
I feel healthy;
I finally feel comfortable with myself, after years of chopping and changing hair colours and styles; of dipping in and out of various fashions; of fighting and not fighting the flab, (wow, that phrase definitely dates me); of following and adopting various political and social stances only to be disappointed with the final outcome; and of feeling the need to talk without my West Country accent!
Why?
It is all nonsense, I know.
The things that matter are that:
I have a wonderfully supportive extended family;
I have a beautiful home and a dog who every day becomes more and more adorable;
I am immensely proud of my girls and last but not least, I have a lovely hubby, who still at times makes me feel like I am 20!
So I raise a toast to myself on reaching fifty and as to the next half century, (we can but hope), I say:
"BRING IT ON!"
