Focused at Fifty

Summer Breeze With summer approaching, I have had time to reflect upon some of my favorite memories and anecdotes. I have very fond memories of my summers in the late 70's and early 80's. There is a song by Seals and Croft that goes "Summer breeze, makes me feel fine, blowing through the jasmine on my mind." That sums up my summers as a kid. The late 70's were a time of grooviness , leisure, disco rhythms, Farrah hair cuts, and the general freedom of a feel good culture. After all, it was called "The Me Decade". For me, it was Elton John, the Bee Gees, disco, soft rock, and 70's folk music playing over head on the loud speakers at the local pool. It's funny how you associate music with a particular time in your life. I would fall asleep in the warm summer sun at the swim club for hours, dreaming 70's psychedelic mind trips, awakening to the screams of my mother to put on more Coppertone! The Wenonah Swim Club was the place to go in my tow...

OK, so the deal is, we turn 40 and have a mid-life crisis. Well, some of us do. I think it is written somewhere that this is supposed to happen. Some talk show clued me in on it. Thanks alot Oprah. I am freaking out because I can't figure out what I want my mid-life crisis to be! I know alot of you are saying, "It picks you!" but seriously, don't I get a say? Whether or not I have one, I invite you all to join me in a rollercoaster ride of going through the following questions: Who am I? Where did I come from? and Where am I going? Hopefully it won't sound as pathetic as it did as I typed it. Feel free to comment. I promise I won't delete what you write (yeah right, whatever). Remember, this is my pending mid-life crisis and I will freak out and be frazzled if I want to!