Wednesday, February 10, 2016

A Timeline of Life... so far.

This is what 50 looks like. In my own skin, bare-naked face and un-filtered. In my before-life there was no way in hell I would post a picture of myself sans-makeup and un-photoshopped. This is the good thing about being 50, you stop caring so much about how other people judge you. (I imagine it just gets better at 60 and 70...)

Bare faced, scarred and natural.

Twenty years ago, I couldn't even imagine turning 50. 

Ten years ago, it still seemed so far away, but I still had time to live in the "before" and enjoy my life with my toddler and my husband. 

Eight years ago, when my oldest sister turned 50, I was all "ohmygod I can't believe she's so old!" (Haha. Love you Sis!)

Four and a half years ago, I wasn't sure I was going to make it to 50. Being diagnosed with cancer will do that to you. You start thinking about living and dying, and you start to feel grateful for each day you are given on this beautiful earth. 

No words.

Exactly four years ago today, I sat in the bathroom with a razor and shaved my head bald and bawled for all the changes I was about to go through.

Tried on a mohawk before taking it all off.

Three years ago I was busy looking at real estate in Maine, vacation properties, investments, summer homes to look at during our next vacation the following June. My husband finally convinced me that our dream could be a reality, we could retire to Mt. Desert Island and run our little business together, and enjoy "the way life was meant to be." 

The future was so bright...

Two years ago I was unpacking boxes in the 'new-to-me' home I moved into with my daughter, all my hopes and dreams and goals for the future shot to hell and shattered with one word. 

Celia's new bed.

One year ago I stopped crying. I bought my house. I traded in the marital car for something I chose for myself. I did a lot of soul searching and dreaming up new dreams. I made plans to do things I never had the opportunity to do before. I started to enjoy life again. 

Sign of the Times.

It's been a long road, this road to 50. It's been riddled with potholes and stoplights, u-turns and bridges over troubled waters. But I'm here. I made it. 

This is me, today. I have no idea what the future will bring. I try to let go of the heaviness and uncertainty, or else it will consume me. 


I try to be grateful for the things I DO have. Like my own home, my amazing daughter, my new dog. I have some pretty darn good friends, near and far. I enjoy cooking foods I want to eat, going places I want to go to, planning road trips and vacations to places I've never been. I no longer walk on eggshells, I am a whole person again. I am a survivor, I am strong. I'll see you in ten years. 

Well, really, I'll see you tomorrow.


  1. Gorgeous. You, your words, life, everything. <3

  2. Your life has just begun Lisa--I always thought that the 50's were the BEST years!! Enjoy each and every one of them.

  3. Love your post Lisa, beautifully written and insightful.

  4. it's so great when you finally realize you're standing in the light at the end of the tunnel. :-)

  5. What a beautiful self-tribute. You are a survivor learning to thrive <3

  6. You are so beautiful - both your skin suit and the wise, courageous, amazing woman inside! ♥

  7. What a wonderful post of hope, love, and dreams. They didn't all work out as you planned, but they all worked out in a good way. Hugs.

  8. YAY You! Owning and creating an unexpected bonus of life - Extraordinary courage and brilliance. Thanks for sharing with us.

  9. For those of you who just know Lisa as a grown up, or blogger, or far away friend - let me assure you she has always been this beautiful, inside and out. She was the quiet kid on the playground that drew you in with her kindness and put up with this opinionated, loud, crazy, redhead all the way through school. She was my first best friend.

    When we reconnected as adults in the midst of all of the "growing opportunities" Lisa mentioned above, I was not surprised to see the same strong kid had become a strong woman and great mom.

    Neither of our lives has been what we dreamed and giggled about at sleepovers. But I would venture to say neither of us imagined the richness and sweetness that joy in the midst of pain could bring. We still don't know what we want to be when we grow up!

    I am blessed by God to call her friend.

  10. It is so wonderful to see you come into your power and own it like the Goddess you are! Life doesn't always turn out the way we plan it to but we can choose to miserable or choose to be happy. You chose happy. Way to go!

  11. Lisa, we have much more in common than I thought! I'm a cancer survivor too and I didn't think I would be around for my 60th birthday but here I am and here you are! You are an ispiration!

  12. Lisa, we have much more in common than I thought! I'm a cancer survivor too and I didn't think I would be around for my 60th birthday but here I am and here you are! You are an ispiration!


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