The biggest difference
- kristen gauri

- Jan 22, 2020
- 1 min read
Okay, I wish something crazy meaningful, magical or even mystical happened when I turned fifty. It feels cool to have lived half of a century — although if I truly have fifty more years ahead I need to be in a better mindset about aches and pains.
The only true difference since my mid-January achievement of making it past another 1/16 is that now when I go to walk the dogs, my three teens daughters earn me that is is really slippery out. So sweet — EXCEPT they do not follow that concern with anything like, we’ll walk the dogs for you. Just the simple warning. They never did that when I was 49.

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