Silent Sorority

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June 12, 2010

Still Becoming Me

Aging once felt like an enemy, a fiendish process that compounded an already maddening battle with the forces of biology. Not any longer.  Tomorrow, I welcome 47.

So what are some thoughts that come to mind as I move closer to 50 than 40 (!!) ?

  • When did 47 stop feeling old? My grandma Stella was right – you are as young as you feel.
  • Menopause, shmenopause.  I’ve already kicked butt on the emotional transition.
  • I may not be living the life I once thought I’d be, but the one I have is pretty damned nice.
  • Humor is one tonic that I can’t get enough of …
  • Whoever was responsible for making digital images “glow” and eyesight get less sharp with age, THANK YOU!

What else have I come to appreciate as I get older? As John Lennon once so aptly put it, “Life is what happens when we’re busy making other plans.” Once I embraced that philosophy it was easier to accept that life unfolds the way it’s going to, and not always in the the way I expect. At the same time life never stops serving up opportunities for reinvention. Each day brings a new chance to recommit, re-think, re-engage, or move in an entirely new direction.

Most importantly, in the last several years I’ve made peace with my body. I first talked about that process as I turned 45, which you can read here.

The shattered remains of the life I once worked so hard to build has given me ample material to see my future as a series of beautiful mosaics — each year becomes more colorful and special in its own way. There’s a richness, a dimension and a freshness that comes after emerging from a place of pain.

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I’m spending the weekend in the Sierra Nevada mountains where spring has only just arrived.  What I see here makes me remember what my mother told me a few years ago as she watched me struggle to make sense of my life: “we all must learn to bloom where we’re planted.”

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Pamela Tsigdinos
Pamela Tsigdinos
Writer, blogger and, oh, yeah, infertility survivor. My memoir, Silent Sorority, tells the whole story. There's a movie in there somewhere. Given the quirkiness needed to relate it all I'm thinking Jennifer Lawrence would be a good fit.

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9 thoughts on “Still Becoming Me

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    Happy birthday, Pamela! Your mother is a wise woman — you obviously inherited her genes! ; ) My own favourite line about getting older: “It beats the alternative.” Have a great weekend!

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    dear Pamela,
    I wish you all the best for your birthday.
    Love,

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    I love this! I needed to hear some of these things. I’ve had a bad week. Happy Birthday.

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    Happpy birthday!! You make 47, enjoying your life, and moving past IF – all of it look really good :). From someone still in the early stages of finding her way – THANK YOU! Enjoy your getaway!

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    Happy Birthday! I think for a lot of us, for a long time, even decades, the question has been “Why?” Why couldn’t I do/get what others do effortlessly?

    When I was going through my final period of coming to terms with not being a parent, my Mom would say, “It takes no skill, believe me!” A paraphrase of Woody Allen’s famous pronouncement (before he became a Dad himself) “Any idiot can have a child, and they usually do.”

    So at 45 or so the question changes from Why? To What Next? And that’s a much more exciting prospect than “Why, Why Not, or Why Me?”

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    I am right behind you both. And I just realized that I have been following Pamela’s blog longer than I thought. I like your “what next” question especially b/c i caught myself thinking “why me?” too many times to count this week. What next will be my deliberate motto for the coming week. Thanks!

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    47 and still sassy, I love it!: You’ll be amused to know I’m reading your comment with my reading glasses on.

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    Happy Birthday – to both of us! Holy F***, how did we get to 47, eh? Why do I have the feeling I should be hosting a nationally known TV talk show and giving away cars? Hahaha. Many blessings to you, may you continue to develop clarity, strength and grace as you look for your reading glasses!

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    Happy birthday! (I found you again! Not quite sure how I lost you…)

    I love this post. It contains much wisdom and hope.

    Bea

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