Sherri McCarthy
Peaceful Resilience in 3 Steps
Three months from today I will turn 50 years old. That fact doesn’t frighten me or make me feel sick, which puts me outside the norm, I suppose. It’s a number. A nice, even number that describes how long I’ve lived on this earth. It doesn’t describe my eternity. It’s just a marker of time. A dot on the timeline. Decidedly middle-age, I agree. But there is no crisis here. I don’t lament what I have or haven’t done with my life. I’m mostly satisfied (of course it would be nice
