In 2019 I turned 50. I didn't think too much of it. I didn't feel 50 and I don't look 50 so who cares? It's just a number, right? Weeelll, not really. Because I have to admit since the big 5-0, in addition to creaky knees (seriously??) there has been a little voice inside my … Continue reading #2020 A Year of Resuscitated Dreams