This number has always reminded me of the ridiculously low speed limit that pretty much ruled the land the year I got my driver’s license. Having moved from Germany (the land of no speed limits) just months prior, I thought this was a bizarrely random and low number especially if one was driving any kind of high performance, American car..but whatever- I obeyed the rules.
So here I am this morning..all those years later..and suddenly 55 has taken on a whole new meaning.
I am 55 years old today- wow!
Not to get all mushy, but I am profoundly grateful. Yes, I chase the wrinkles, and yes, I’ve got some aches that go along with being older, but I have been blessed with a body and mind that have served me well all these years. I have a husband who is still the absolute love of my life and who treats me with respect and care. He has always been the perfect guy for me; attentive, motivating- providing me with the perfect ratio of closeness and freedom.
And then there are my four kids.. each one of them a unique and beautiful treasure from God. Watching them grow into their talents and settle into their best natures is a gift I unwrap every morning- not just on my birthday.
So yes, I’m 55 years old today.
Pedal to the metal.. 😉