… if you’re me and you’re not wearing any makeup per usual and you’re on the windy 43rd floor balcony of a Waikiki apartment building and you play the ukulele and you wear glasses and you could use a haircut and you have been on seven continents and you are a writer and a musician, dammit, and you take pictures with your cell phone and you just lost your dad and you live in Seattle but you think about moving to Hawaii all the time and you blog and you like Indian food and mochi and you have about one quarter of a decent manuscript for a nonfiction book on your hard drive and you really should write the rest of it and you drink too much coffee and you’re holding a plane ticket for the Yukon at the end of January because you’re the kind of person who goes to the Yukon at the end of January and you have a handsome European husband and you are on at the very tail end of your forties and sometimes you wake up in the night thinking about Angkor Wat or Antarctica and you think, good god, how did you get from such a gawky nerdy kid to this, is this really your life, it is not free from angst or pain but it is a good life, one so much better than you could ever have imagined.
This is what 49 looks like if you’re me. Which I am. Very much so.
It’s an honor to work with you, my fellow nerd!
And it looks good on you!
Happy Birthday!
Life is great : )
Oh, 49 is a great year. You know why? Because it’s all about preparing for the next one, which I will celebrate next month. Making the second 50 as good as the first. That’s what I’m about. And, so, I’ll be dogsledding. (I hate cold but I love the idea of this. Why?) And, then, I’ll be in New Zealand. Then, white-water rafting down the Colorado River in southern Utah, thanks to Passports with Purpose. Then, kayaking Napali Coast. Then, a pilgrimage trek along Santiago de Camino in northern Spain. 50? Game on! Enjoy 49. It’s a great year.
and you are wearing it so well…enjoy and alooooooooha!
49…it’s the new 29…and it’s beautiful on you.
The start of your 5th decade is lookin’ good on you.
Happy birthday! Apparently, 49 is fabulous (nice to know). While you’re in the Yukon, you must say hello to SERGEANT PRESTON OF THE MOUNTIES and his WONDER DOG KING (we’ll catch you up if you need it).
Happy Birthday, (s)hero.
wow! you’re looking great at 49. Happy beeerday!
I bloody love this. No full stops is one of my favourite ways to write. Thank you.
49 looks quite good from your point if view 🙂
Happy late B-day! Such an inspiring post. Well I am not 49, I am not even 30 yet but I wish my life is at least half as full of joy, traveling and wisdom as yours is. You are amazing!