Fifty. How did I get to be fifty? It seems only yesterday that I was in my twenties, or at least, thirty-something. I didn't notice the changes as they happened; it still startles me sometimes to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. That's not what I look like! I'm so much younger than that.
But there it is: In ten days, I'll be fifty.
Half a century behind me. If genetics hold true, I have a good chance of seeing another half-century. But even if I'm past the half-way mark, it's been a good run. I've seen, done, and learned a lot in the past fifty years. And, God-willing, I'll have a lot more to learn, see, and do in the next fifty.
This necklace is my birthday present to me.
© 2008 Cynthia Newcomer Daniel
Ammonite, gold-filled, seed beads, vintage bugle beads, keishi pearls. Hand fabricated.