|My father-in-law told me once that when he hit 50, he began to realize the extent to which he did not know anything. |
I'm 52 and this hits me every day. It is a bit disconcerting and disorienting. I'm a grandmother and instead of basking in the "old and wise" stage of life, I feel as though I know nothing and that nothing is sure anymore. Nothing.
I used to be fairly sure of my "place" among my friends and family, but no more. My perspective has shifted so much in the last couple of years. It's very, very odd.
For those of you approaching this age, don't get too comfortable. The ground is about to shift.