Reinventing Oneself

Being 58 means not having to reinvent myself. We are inundated with books and shows about how to reinvent ourselves. Well ya know what? I’ve been there… I’ve done that -- in my 40s -- and at 58, I’m pretty much invented!! There is room and hopefully time for an occasional tweak, but I have no desire for much more than who I am and what I do.

That’s a pretty dead end sounding picture, but I’m not gonna kid myself. I have no desire to return to school. I read newspapers, magazines and books. That’s formal enough learning for me. I have no desire to get a job. I worked 37 years and retired almost 4 years ago at age 55. I don’t need a job for fulfillment and, hopefully, will not need one for the income.

So I say to all the 40s out there: go at it. Seek out. Look around. Become introspective. Find out as closely as you can what is the best for you. I did it in my late 40s and though it was a terrible struggle filled with much anguish, it is that journey that got me here today. Age 58. Happy. Content. Invented.

Life changes - Life certainly does change, and the 40s for me, as for many people, was chock full of doubts, fears, unhappiness and a desire to be me. I was so unhappy that I was not a nice person. Therefore, not only was I often miserable, those around me were also. I did many things that brought about great change to my life, and since all of what I experienced made me who I am today, and I cannot regret any of it.

Today's Weather: It's cold, about 30 degrees. It's breezy. It's mostly cloudy. A little bit of snow lingers in the backyard. I yearn for spring.