Oprah Winfrey in Kula-Maui, Hawaii
Here I am a glorious 51 years old. Glorious.
How did I get here? I'll tell you how. By not abusing drugs. Or alcohol. Or people.
Sometimes I say my age out loud and can't believe I'm talkin' about myself. Who's 51? Certainly not ME! I mean, I feel like I've always felt.
Or do I?
Truth be told, when I kneel down to pick sweet potatoes from their bin at Trader Joe's, I feel discomfort. I didn't feel discomfort while kneeling just a few years ago. But I sure as heck do now. That's 51 for you.
Nowadays, more often than I care to admit, I wanna take a nap. I didn't care for them when I was a kid when sundry babysitters instructed me to. But now, at 51, I welcome them. Heck, I look forward to 'em!
My 51-year-old life is what I've made it. And I accept responsibility for that.
My 51-year-old life is mine to shape however I choose. And that makes me feel soooooooooo THANKFUL. And soooooooo HOPEFUL.
It's good to know I surround myself with people who make me feel good about being alive. So, whether I'm in the midst of a hundred people, or by myself...
I will never walk alone.