Half A Century

50 years old; that's for grandparents, old aunts and uncles, right? 50 years old, that's a half a century, and so far away. So much to do before then; work, raise my daughters, become an aunt, send my daughter off to college, cry at my daughter's wedding, and hold my precious granddaughter in my arms the night she was born. And now 50 years old is here, well almost, 6 more days to go. Then what? Do I feel different? In many ways yes, and in others not at all. So now for the next 50.....