Halfway to 100, and life looks good
When my mom turned 50, I
thought she was ancient. After all, half a century sounds pretty old to an
eight-year-old. (Who knew she’d almost double those years of living?) But now
that I stand where she once did, I think this is a vibrant age! In fact, if I
knew 50 was going to be this good, I might have looked forward to my birthday a
little more. It turns out the fifties are great for lots of reasons, but here
are just three:
