My birthday is next month, in about 3 weeks. I'm turning 49 years old!!! What the heck? Forty nine is like ninety nine! At least it was, until I got this far in life. Now it's coming and I'm getting nervous. I'm nervous because once that happens, I've only got one year until I turn 50. I'm scared and anxious about getting so old. Isn't this when we start going downhill? Death becomes imminent; I know I've only got so many years left, whether it be 10 or 40.
Anyhoo, my plan is to begin telling my story. The story of Stacy... how did I get this far in life, what shaped me into the nutty human I am today and how I hope to spend the rest of my days. So look forward to my next post, the one that begins with ME.