This summer I turned fifty-five.

Once we’re past a half a hundred, empty spaces are welcomed and appreciated far more than during the first “half.” I think we just develop a keener eye and a more solid understanding of what really matters in life.

The empty spaces used to be filled with frivolous activities and chatter.

I’ve heard some folks say, “The silence is deadening.” Let’s just assume they haven’t turned fifty yet!

Write On,
~Melanie