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I’m not sure when it happened, but I sure as hell didn’t see it coming.
Common sense tells me it was always GOING to happen, because that’s the cycle of life, I know.
It happens to everyone sooner or later.
I’m officially middle aged.
Last Saturday night at around midnight, I was sitting on the front steps having a smoke before going to bed, and I became a little reflective, as I’m want to do.
It was a magnificent night. Clear skies, millions of stars, including the Southern Cross, which seemed to be the brightest of all.
For many reasons the Southern Cross always makes me smile and my mind turns to people, events and things that mean much to me.
My mind was wandering through a maze of thoughts when it hit me.
I’m more than half way through the time I can reasonably expect to live, which makes me middle aged.
It was quite the revelation I might add. Almost a shock, because, I certainly don’t feel that way.
Having said that, the reality is..I am!
In May, I will be 52.
52!!!
FFS, where did those years go?
Childhood, children, broken marriages, tears, pain, heartache, loss of loved ones, the welcoming of new ones, and a million happy memories I often revel in.
Are these not the things that make the sum of my life?
These events and people I have accumulated through the years? They are my life.
I will never be your average middle aged woman, that I can assure you.
I have a passion for life, my family and firmly believe age is a state of mind.
A number to be ignored until such time as it becomes obvious I’m old and my body is refusing to cooperate when I want to do something.
Many people hit middle age and seem to think there is little point in starting new relationships, friendships, projects, study, whatever it is middle aged people are capable of.
Not me.
For the first time in my life, I’m going outside Australia in July, I’m learning much about new things, I’m still keen to accumulate as much knowledge as my mind is capable of and have many, many things I want to do before I depart this mortal life.
I love going to work everyday, I will never retire. They’ll be carrying me out of my office with my boots on.
I will not lay down and let this thing called age get the better of me.
I will resist, and knowing me, I’ll be kicking and screaming the whole time.
In the coming days I’m going to do a list of things I want to do before I lay down to rest for eternity.
The minute it’s done I’ll post it here for all and sundry to peruse.
The pic above is one of them.
Before I die, I want an erotic photo done for people to drool and “OOOO” and “AHHH” over. I want it if for nothing other than shock value and to make my kids squirm!!
Have a wonderful day people.
I’m off to work.

Before anyone {read family} have a pink fit and think I’m having some type of mid life crisis. I’m not! This post came about because the realisation of middle age needs to be scoffed at. It requires me to defy my age and do what I’ve always done.
Thumb my nose at the world and say come and get me you son of a bitch! Bring it on!!
I will not go down without a fight!!

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