Wanda's Wacky Wonderful World

In a few days I'll turn 50 years old. Fifty! Ten decades... Half a century OLD. I certainly don't feel fifty. I don't even feel like a grown-up yet - but of course, I must be. I have a 32 year old son... a 30 year old son... my BABY is 25 and my sweetheart-at-sixteen husband is 54... oh - and then there's the FIVE grandchildren - so yes, I must be fifty. Fifty used to seem ancient. I thought fifty year olds were so wise and all-knowing. I assumed they felt confident in their wisdom. But here I am - almost there - and no one has given me any clue as to what I should know (in case someone asks me something!) There is no screening process to becoming one of the "fifty-something" set. You just get on the AARP mailing list and "twang" you're OLD enough. I'm sure I'll post more on this milestone - but for now, I just wonder, when will I start feeling wise?

I recieved this article in an email recently. I've seen it before, but today I related on a whole new level. If you are reading this and you're dealing with the balancing act of life... I'm sure you'll enjoy this. Unfortunately, I don't have an author to credit this to - but I think whoever the author was - he/she speaks to us all. Stress - A lecturer, when explaining stress management to an audience, raised a glass of water and asked "How heavy is this glass of water?" Answers called out ranging from 20g to 500g. The lecturer replied, "The absolute weight doesn't matter. It depends on how long you try to hold it. If I hold it for a minute, that's not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I'll have an ache in my right arm. If I hold it for a day, you'll have to call an ambulance. In each case, it's the same weight, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes." He continued, "And that's the way it is with stress m