Spiritual Ruminations: a new day, a new decade…

Yesterday, sometime early in the evening, my chronometer turned over and the number 60 officially attached itself to my life.

I am 60, going on a new decade of life.

When I was a kid, heck, when I was a teen, I couldn’t imagine my life beyond the age of 40. At that, I saw myself as a wrinkled failing boring woman.

Not so. Not at 40. Not at 50. And certainly, not at 60.

[ok, there are wrinkles…]

My birthday is my very own personal holiday. I take the day off from work, treat my Mother to lunch, and engage in some type of decadent activity. I ushered in the 50’s with a mani/pedi.  I thought it would be appropriate to ring in the 60’s with a massage and facial.

More important than spa services, however, is the opportunity for me to reflect on my life.

If you are…