Turning 55

I'm turning 55 this summer. I'm not embarrassed to admit that. Age has not meant much to me since I turned the big 5-0. However, I am slowly recognizing the landmark 55 represents. I'm a coach devoted to coaching mid-life women and this blog is devoted to tips and tools and musings by a 'mid-life' woman. Will I still be at midlife when I'm 55? Or will I officially become a Senior?

Between now and my August birthday, I'm going to be posting blogs relevant to my thoughts, processes, worries and joys around age and turning 55 in paraticular. If you relate in any way, please feel free to post your comments.

First off, my thoughts on the age itself and what it means. As I said, my last significant birthday was turning 50. I enjoyed that. It felt like a huge landmark. I was more secure in myself and more comfortable in my own skin than I had been my entire life. I celebrated with a party at my house. I felt fully alive, grateful and loved. Since then, it's just numbers. Until now...

What does 55 mean? It means I have already outlived my father by almost 20 years. It means I do qualify for a senior discount in many places. The number sounds like someone approaching or well into retirement. The number sounds like someone who is a grandmother (yes). It means I am even more whole and happy and content with myself than 5 years ago.

What do these numbers mean to you? Have you hit a significant age or are you about to?

Next blog, what I've learned thus far on this journey.