The Slow and Often Painful Evolution of an Aging Woman
Sunday, September 06, 2009
It's an unbelievably gorgeous day. Stunning, pink-hued sunrise. A squirrel in the pine tree just off the upstairs deck. Sprinklers running in sync that provide a cool mist in the air. A mug of hot coffee and a handful of cashews.
I am a 50 year old unemployed mom. My husband is a Handy Guy and the best Dad on the face of the planet. Times have been tough but we're getting through it together. I no longer want to conquer the world. I just want to enjoy life with my family and ease my way into the Golden Years slowly and gently.