No, that is not a typo. A decade has passed. Yesterday, if you asked me how it felt to be turning 50 I would have immediately said, “The 40’s sucked.” But upon reflection, the 40’s were not horrible. True, 43 was a dark year, but the whole decade was filled with blessings, joy and reunions. I started 40 with a birthday dinner. Friends that were at that dinner were at my backyard BBQ that was held to celebrate turning 50.
During this decade both my great-nephew and great-niece were born. That was wonderful!
I passed the California Bar Exam and was sworn into the California Bar.
We adopted both Maria and Kiwi during this past decade.
I reconnected with childhood friends through FaceBook. The decade brought me joyous in-person reunions. And while I reflect on how blessed I am to have these friendships that span a lifetime, I also rejoice in the new friendships. Some that just started yesterday.
We moved into our beautiful new home. I still walk around in awe that it is ours.
In 2011, at the age of 46 I walked in my very first Avon Walk. And last year I walked across the Golden Gate Bridge. Twice.
I have traveled and made some wonderful friends along the way. I had the opportunity to visit London with my mother; something that was on both our bucket lists.
I was at my Goddaughter Kate’s high school graduation. I watched her blossom during her freshman year at college and am looking forward to that graduation.
My career has taken a turn that resulted in my “dream job.”
So, as I close one decade and embark on the next I realize that the 40’s, in fact, are a remarkable decade passed.
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