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Here I am, another confused, adult woman who feels like she’s reached her crossroads in life. Can you blame me? I’ll be forty-nine this year. I see you’re shaking your head in disbelief. I know, I know, but yes, it’s true! My mind and spirit are still reminiscent of the ’80s and ’90s, yet my body says otherwise. As I sigh quietly in the darkness of the room, I ask myself, “After all these years, what the hell am I going to do next?” I’m so ready for retirement from my current career, but want to do something fun, something to fulfill ME. I would definitely still need and want to work, but on my terms. Please don’t ask me to join your team to become part of your downline, crossline, upline, etc. Been there – done that, and I do not want nor feel the need to be another worker-bee to build someone else’s empire. Thank you, but no. I want my next ten years to bring fulfillment and satisfaction, more importantly, to me, my family, but also to be of service to others. I can’t predict what my immediate future will have in store for me, but I know good things are in the making. One thing’s for sure, I will not give up on hopes and dreams.
Life continues . . .