Milestones by, and for, the Many

Milestone = a noteworthy event or stage in the life, progress, development of a person or nation, etc.

The world has had countless milestone moments that have shaped and defined it . . . much as every one of us has had.

Certain birthdays are considered milestones and I’m having one this year.  Who, truly, would have thought I’d make it this far?  Not I.  Well, not if you’d asked me this a few years ago.  <LOL> 

When I was in my teens, I thought 35 was the end of life.  It seemed so incredibly old.  When I turned 30, I went on a two-day bender because, for some inexplicable reason, I simply couldn’t deal with it.  It seemed so-o incredibly old.

Funny, but turning 40 didn’t faze me in the least.  I felt great, looked great (ate well, exercised, wore make-up), and was in better shape than people half my age.  You know, 50 was pretty good, too.  I still felt great, looked great, and yes, was in better shape than people half my age.  <LOL>

Now, another b-day is coming up.  I can’t quite bring myself to type the number, but you can guess which one it is.  Ambivalent is what I’m feeling at the moment.  There are so many things I [still] want to do, but the sense of time becoming [more] limited is quite prevalent. 

Thankfully, the one thing I can do is count my blessings, be grateful I’ve experienced enjoyable moments and met some remarkable persons.  My dreams haven’t died.  Nor has my faith (despite some challenges).  

The world is a giant classroom and each precious life  (every milestone moment) encompasses a multitude of lessons learned and teachings shared.  It’s all good, my friends, it’s all good.