The Middle of My Life
Not drifting, not deliberate. Not determined, not desolate, either. Not a lot of things, but I am in the midst of "the change". Oohh, I said it! Last year we called this "reverse puberty", just for fun. There's instability here. My kids are mostly grown, and grandchildren come around to interrupt my aging! What a joyful relief! Nothing is as I thought it would be, and everything is better than I thought it would be! Today it appears that way, anyway. Not too many weeks ago I was distraught with tears over all my "hardships". Sorry, I don't mean to appear insane, dear family. Other times, giddy with joy, I forget to act respectable! Like I said, I don't mean to... This is a great time - time to contemplate, and to ponder why I must keep myself so busy. Is it because I feel I must prove my worth? A great time - time to reassess my values, and develop them. What do I value? And the instability? I don't like it. I don't want it, but it'