by Vicki Phipps

Created on: April 26, 2008

Since I'm fifty, I suppose you could say I'm middle aged. Well, okay. So I'm actually fifty-one and will soon be fifty-two, but that's neither here nor there in my point of view. You see, I believe that being middle aged is a frame of mind that depends upon what age you plan to be an old lady and/or die. How could I be middle aged at fifty-two if I die when I'm eighty-five? Some people claim to be middle aged on the last day of their lives.

The point, I believe is that we human beings need to be identified, so we make up names to describe our lives at various times, so what it means to be middle aged will most likely be different for me than it is for you. That's why I choose to say that although I'm middle aged today, I'm also a wise, old lady. The reasons include but are not excluded to these times I survived in my life.

1. Birth to Eighteen: A Dramatic Child

It all began so well. I was born within the baby-boom era which meant for me that I'd have lots of friends, and I did, but my childhood went by so quickly that I hardly noticed it. You see, I was as dramatic as any child could be and spent my entire childhood pretending to be a grown adult. I'd play like i was a mommy and a wife so often that I believe I unintentionally used the law of attraction to attract that role to me long before I had time to simply be a child. By the time I was a teen, my pretending changed to a fantasy land where I actually believed that I'd be a very wealthy princess if only I could find a Prince Charming in my life.

2. Eighteen to Twenty: A Child Bride

I got married at the age of eighteen, so I guess you could say that I was a child bride. It simply seemed so romantic that I finally found Prince Charming and by marrying him, I could live in a castle by the sea. The problem with my childish fantasy is the fact that the boy who proposed to me, on bended knee, would never be Prince Charming, by any means, and our castle turned out to be an efficiency apartment down the street from my parent's house. Soon after that, baby number one came along, followed by baby two and then, baby three.

3. Twenty to Forty: A Married Single Parent (A very long time of my life)

The not so charming Prince Charming played golf all day every day of our married life, so I became a golf widow by the age of twenty and since I was married to an invisible man or one who seemed that he might as well have been dead, I had to survive single parenting.

I survived all that time and even the fact that my three babies

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