Monday, April 22, 2013

A New Lease Of Life

Since I turned 50, I've discovered I have a new lease of life.

My 40s were terrible. They started with the worst birthday I've ever had when my ex-wife organised a surprise party, despite knowing I hated them. Guess who also ended up paying for it? Four years later I was divorced, two years after that I was forced out of the family home and tried to kill myself.

Now I'm building a writing career, have my own place, act on stage, have had two books published. It's not perfect, but it's far better than what I had before and better than almost any other time of my life.

I may have less active life in front of me than I have behind me, but I intend to pack a lot into these years.

Bring 'em on.


Mark Koopmans said...

My 30s sound like your 40s...

Glad to hear you are moving well in the right direction and good luck in the future... I mean, it can't get much worse than before, right :)

Nearly Martha said...

50 is the new 20s or something.

Martin Willoughby said...

Mark: Forward is the only viable way.

Martha: The 20s are overrated.

Helen said...

Amen to that.

Martin Willoughby said...

Helen: Amen to your Amen.