What goes up, must come down.....

When I told my daughter, Charlie, I started a blog she immediately asked, "What's the name of it?" When I told her "lifeonthedownhillside" she said "Oh, Momma!". She didn't like to think of me on the downhill side of life. The fact is, I turned 50 earlier this year. I have some friends that have, admittedly, struggled with turning the big 5 - 0. I have never had a problem with growing older and February 2, 2011 was a day like any other for me. However, now that I'm four months into my 50th year I'm starting to give it more thought. I've never thought in terms of "getting old" because I feel more like I'm 30 than 50 but I realize that I am on the downhill side of my life on this earth. Now, just so you know, that doesn't scare me, what does scare me is that I still have so much to do before I move on so I need to get busy.

When I discussed with my husband, Tad, what I wanted to do for my 50th I told him in no uncertain terms that I did NOT want a party. He suggested a trip to a beach to which I replied, "I do not want a tan for my 50th birthday". I decided I wanted to "give back" in some way, as a thank you for all the blessings I have in my life. So, here's the plan - I'm going to Africa to do some "giving back". Stay tuned.....