I’m turning 50 years old in a couple of months. For the most part, I am embracing it; what choice is there? But 50 is a big number, bringing with it some good and not-so-good things. So here’s my open letter to those double digits.

Hello, 50. I’ve heard a lot about you. Folks have said you’re going to make me gray and make my body’s thermostat go haywire. They say my midsection will spread like hot asphalt in the Arizona sun and my bones that buckled only once in all these years won’t be as dense as they once were.

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