So begins my 60th year—at least in this body, on this planet. Really, who knows where I was prior to 1965!

I turn 59 today. I know—not the biggie—not quite yet.

Kae Reed at 6 weeks old in Titusville, Fla., where she was born.

I’m commemorating my 60th year with 60 new things. I don’t know what they are just yet.

I realize this isn’t an original idea. I’m stealing it from a Chico friend who turned 70 a couple years back. I loved hearing about each of her 70 new adventures that year. Hers were not always off the charts, wow kind of moments. They were new and special to her.

That’s what I expect my 60 to be in this coming year—a mix of a-ha moments and ordinary firsts. Some will be worthy of writing about, others might cause people to roll their eyes—like this counts?, while some I might not even mention to anyone—only I will know whatever it was that was special to me.

I envision these 60 things could be travel related, some other experience, an outdoor adventure, maybe reading some classic book for the first time. It could be trying a new food, a new restaurant or making a new recipe. How wonderful it would be if not checking my email for an entire day made the list. That would be a first.

Sometimes our lives become fixed by rituals that make life seem ordinary. Ordinary is fine; that’s why extraordinary is special. I think sometimes we forget to embrace and appreciate the ordinary. That’s why I’m not looking for 60 knock my socks of things to make this coming year special. It’s more about taking notice of how life really is special and different every day.

This concerted effort of noting 60 things equates to only five a month. I’d like to think there will be more than 60 things on my list a year from now. Time will tell. Maybe this endeavor will make me appreciate and realize not every day is the same, and that I have more firsts throughout a year than I took notice of in the past. Whatever the case may be … here goes.

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