I’m 66 years old. Somewhere along the way life started sliding sideways – and what I thought was going to be the picture-perfect, picket fence life evaporated and was replaced by experiences that have stunned and devastated me; forced growth and education; proved to me just how strong I can be; and some have brought me incredible joy and fulfillment.old, once widowed (my kids’ father passed away in 1992 after 23 years of marriage), twice divorced and contentedly single. I work full time in the hospitality industry, and have since I was 18 years old.
Mom to two adult children (each with their own mental health issues) and Grandma to two young men (one with mental health issues), my experiences have to amount to something positive – and perhaps my tales of the past, along with the adventures still to come – will ring a bell of familiarity to some, help make one person realize they are not alone in their journey, educate, entertain, or even disdain others … the certain thing is that it is all real life. I still learn lessons from my experiences and people who have crossed and continue to cross my path in life.
Friends have said I need to write a book … truth is that reality is far stranger than fiction – I wouldn’t known where to begin.
The most important thing I have learned is to be grateful and find joy in the midst of chaos… and I use this forum to share my life, wisdom, and questions with you .. with grace and humor, joy, sadness and, at time even anger … and I always welcome your stories and comments … for we can learn from each other. And even though it’s quite imaginary, I guess I do have my white picket fence
Welcome! to life behind the picket fence – it’s certainly not what I expected and …
Namaste … I honor YOU and all your experience and wisdom!
The Itty Bitty Boomer