Midlife is getting old

Sorry to have possibly scared a few new parents yesterday with my talk about raising teenagers. I usually am more confident in my decisions. As the kids get older the decisions seem to be so much more difficult…As the old saying goes…Bigger kids, bigger problems..

How can I not be nervous? The decisions they make the next few years will be some of the biggest in their lives. They will decide who (if) to marry, if they want children, where they are going to live, their career path…pretty much everything that will effect the rest of their lives.

That is scary as a parent…letting go…letting them make their way..watching them learn lessons the hard way..

I can’t seem to relate to new parents anymore. I guess that is a clear giveaway that I am getting old..

Paul asked the other day if I missed having young children. “No” was my reply. Some of my friends are grandparents.

It has been a year full of changes so bear with me. I am entitled to go a little crazy every once in awhile.

My oldest daughter left home for college, then less than six months later Paul lost his mother. Together we lost our first parent and our oldest left.

We can see how the decisions our parents made in their young years effected the whole direction of their lives for good and for bad. Now we are seeing what path our children will take.

Within the last six months I also lost my last ‘great’ and now my parents attained the status of oldest living relatives. And I thought my parents were old when I was a kid!

This whole midlife thing is starting to get old. The kids are starting to leave home while our parents are starting to age rapidly and die.

I want to enjoy every single moment of life that I can.

This morning I awoke to the news that the baby of my neighbor’s daughter passed away unexpectedly. Last year my neighbor lost his wife and she was only 45. It just doesn’t seem fair. I feel such sorrow for the family.

It also makes me appreciate the blessings I have. It makes me want to squeeze my kids tight. Although I am not too sure they would like that.

I am doing the best that I can. I am trying to make the best decisions that I can for my kids. That will have to be good enough.

I am trying to grasp life and enjoy what I can now because this is as young as I am ever going to be.

5 thoughts on “Midlife is getting old

  1. I really enjoyed reading your post. Up until a few months ago, I had everything laid out: x by 30, x by 40… and now I’m not so sure life is going to be that way. It’s so hard to take every day as an individual day and not as a day that’s closer to the weekend. I’m sorry to hear you’ve heard of so many passings. What do you do to work through your thoughts?

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    • Hi Alyssa, I started writing this blog a little over 2 years ago. Blogging has helped me process my thoughts. Plus I am a runner which gives me plenty of time to think. Perhaps I think too much. Sometimes things get a little dark, but that is life. I have a long bucket list and try to find humor in the day to day. I pray, I try to get my 8 hours of sleep, and take my vitamin D. I’m glad you stopped by! Things may not go the way we want them to, but sometimes it gives us the most stories and adventures to write about. Keep dreaming and chasing your goals!

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      • Buy a nice pair of running shoes and start slowly. I would start by going a mile and walk half of it. Slowly increase your distance and decrease your time walking. Find a running partner or take a dog (not necessary but more enjoyable). Get a great play list together. You will feel like you are going to die at first, but hang in there. It will be enjoyable almost addictive once you get past the initial pain. Please let me know how it works out for you! 🏃👍


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