This was a little thing I worked on on our last Draft & Craft for the season. So sad. This is a really great group of people and I have enjoyed the last eight months writing with them.
When I Was Fifty
When I was fifty….I wanted to look like I did when I was thirty
When I was fifty….I looked exactly like I did when I was forty-nine
When I was fifty….I donated my hair to Locks for Love
When I was fifty….I was glad I saw no grey hair
When I was fifty….I had my first MRI scan
When I was fifty….I could barely walk
When I was fifty….I walked a half marathon with my daughter
When I was fifty….I was feeling great and in shape
When I was fifty….I started saying fuck a lot….ok more than what I said it before
When I was fifty….I didn’t give a fuck anymore
When I was fifty…. My memory started to fade
When I was fifty….I was reminded we walked the half marathon when I was forty-nine
When I was fifty…I started to wear strange clothes
When I was fifty…I became “that lady”
When I was fifty….I grew fearless
When I was fifty…..fifty-one doesn’t seem so bad
Chris Writes 
That was really cute!!! Will you make another one every year to reflect back, and then compare then as time goes by?
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Your voice is honest enough here for anyone near fifty or more to relate to. 👍
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I wonder how honest it will be at sixty!!
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LOL, I love it!!! Only you could write this Chris, I admit it took me until 60 to start thinking this way for a few of them. Great piece of writing!!
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Thanks!! It was fun.
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