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a small milestone

This week I will turn 55 years of age and I don’t think I’ve ever been as philosophical about life and its constant ups and downs.

Of course, 20/20 hindsight offers us the kind of perfect perspective to go back and review the milestones of our lives to reflect on what we might have done differently or what paths we might have followed.

Detachment is probably the best place to describe where I am which has turned out to be a strong rejection of the distractions of this life which take us away from feeling internally balanced and content. The old saying is that the best things in life are free but these things that can’t be bought with money can also for some of us be exceedingly difficult to attain.

There is no more defined road now only to continue to seek a stronger and more spiritual version of myself which reconciles my history into a digestible life lesson; a lesson that includes repatriating this difference of ours as forming an integral part of my personhood. For I have come to a place where all the energy spent in trying to comprehend myself must now be focused elsewhere.

I began this blog five years ago as therapy just before my 50th birthday and many changes have taken place since then. Almost every single one has come with surprises I could not have predicted and so I have decided for the rest of my life journey to refrain from predicting and just live.


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  1. Just live is really the best for all of us. Happy Birthday Joanna! You’re a dear friend although we’ve never met. I’m sure we’d enjoy each other’s company!

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  2. Good perspective. I'm a Scorpio, too! My birthday is Friday.

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