Learning to live
I turned 50 in December of 2021 and although everyone said that 50 is awesome... I just wasn't feeling it. Fifty. I hated it. My dad passed when he was 45 and my mom passed when she was 52, can you see why I wasn't excited about crossing that 50's threshold. As I put this blog post together, I am 51.2 years old. I was in my early 30's when I created my very first blog. The good ole days . Looking back, I like to think that they were my prime years but realistically they were just as stressful as life is today. It was just a different kind of stress. I look back and remember that version of myself. I was a good mom and I absolutely loved being mom to my two awesome girls. I kept a part time job while my girls were in school (those tuition bills were killer) and l loved working at the local craft stores. I was cute and fit and although I would take a beat down from the ex-family, I was confident in the person that I was. I loved hard and I worked har
