In the bell curve of life, I’m nearing the top. Mathematically, does that mean that when I reach 52 next month, I have some 50 years before me? Wouldn’t that be nice and awesome and in line with Blue Zone philosophies? Or is it a free fall toward death, depression, despair, displacement? Honestly, I want… Continue reading Life’s power surges
Author: lavagal
Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.