It’s more than just a number

50

50 (Photo credit: Eva the Weaver)

November 2012 is coming to a close, and with it a month long celebration of turning 50. To family and friends who made this a special experience, I tip my wool hat to you in gratitude and love. The building blocks to 50 are indeed moments, not years represented by candles on my cake. I have been alive for 18,515 + days – I can’t remember each one, but I know some were pretty great. Here are the moments that came to me when looking back.

My wedding day and my babies birthdays are at the top of the list. But my list would be meaningless without the following…in no particular order:

Like the day I was allowed to ride my bike away from home on North Street and not return until supper time…(no cell phones then!) I chose to go to Wampatuck State park with a group of friends… a goodly distance from my house. I felt as far away as if I had jumped a freight train to California. That was a great day.

Or the day I discovered a cave-like hole in the HUGE tree at Mrs. Delory’s house next door…where a lightening strike had made a natural fort for us neighborhood kids. Any day loose in Mrs. Delory’s yard where the sledding hill called to us in winter, the big tree in summer, and the scary barn stories any time of year was a great day. Thank you for scaring all of us, Marti.

The day of the Grateful Dead concert at Umass Amherst 1978. Epic show/heroic friends JoAnn, Patty, Stephanie, BFF Dave, and assorted wayfarers. Hilarity I could never hope (at the time) to repeat.

I made many hiking trips into the Grand Canyon, but one particular day stands out. With Steve, sister Penny, Mom, and friends, we did the Boss Ditch proud in the late 80’s (even if some of us were crawling on all fours the next day in agony)

Ski trip to Black Mountain in N.H. 1970’s. My brother and I laughed so hard that I peed my snowsuit and his jaw locked—just as a snow storm hit–so his mouth filled with flakes while we guffawed our way down the mountain. Fortunately Dad was at the lodge to save the day! Pretty great day.

Many great days/moments with Steve and the kids, but I will pick this one. Christmas Eve in the mid-2010’s. We had cleaned up from our annual party, enjoyed our fondu dinner, held the card contest, and sat down to play Five Crowns. I took a breath and totally relaxed thinking: this is as good as it gets. I promised myself to remember that simple moment.

And I always have.

Thanks for being part of my first 50 years.

Blessings,

Sally

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12 Responses to It’s more than just a number

  1. Jim says:

    Is this a late post from last Friday or an early post for this Friday? Good read either way and a good time of the year to remember that life is made up of these simple moments. No one has ever said “I wish I spent more time at the office.”

    When I turned 40 my gift to myself was to buy whatever I wanted for the next year. I’d recommend the same approach for the beginning of your 6th decade on the planet.

    • Sally Sally says:

      Hi Jim, In all my celebrating, I lost track of Fridays. Everyday was Friday. My gift to myself for my 50th was a trip to the Columbia River Gorge. Every minute of my 2 weeks was well spent! Thanks for reading. SLW

  2. mjwright says:

    Well done. I find as I grow older I see new things every day.

    Love early winter, when the winds have defoliated the trees and all is exposed, even
    the house around the corner that I never noticed before.

    One of my fondest memories is sliding on Mrs. Delorey’s hill. That little bump near the bottom of the hill made the long climb up worthwhile.

    Write on!

  3. Martha Madsen says:

    I love this!! (And I love you!) Happy Birthday!

  4. JoAnn says:

    We are all an accumulation of moments in time which become our memories. Most of these are ordinary, some are painful and if we are lucky enough we get some incredible, extraordinary ones. Having a milestone, like turning 50, is a perfect time to review these moments. By reviewing our past our present and future can become so much clearer.
    Cheers to your next half century Sally! I love your blog – it keeps my mind in focus…

    • margaret says:

      I like what you said Joann…and Sally I too love your blog it always gets me thinking (which is a good thing) hah

      • Sally Sally says:

        Thanks Margaret! I love hearing from you for any reason. I was remembering yesterday the first time I met you. You walked by my house on North Street. JoAnn and I were raking leaves, and we all hung out. But what I remember most was how much you laughed, and made us laugh. Keep it up! xo

    • Sally Sally says:

      Yes! My present and future did become more clear, JoAnn. You have been a big help along my path to figuring it all out. Blessings to you!

  5. I loved this piece, Sally. What a gift! So grateful that our paths crossed over the summer at Stonecoast.

    Love
    Colleen

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