It's the day after my 49th birthday. A friend said to celebrate it as the beginning of my 50th year. Some say it is half-time. Relatives have made it close to and sometimes over 100 years in my family, so maybe they are right.
And it brings me to thinking a lot about what makes a beautiful life.
I have some ideas; you probably do, too.
Let us share them with the world...?
Blessings,
JR