It’s Never Too Late To Start

Watching Julie and Julia tonight (Sharon got to pick the movie tonight). Didn’t know much about Julia Child, so I actually am enjoying it. Here’s something I learned:

Julia Child began learning to cook when she was thirty-seven years old.
Thirty-seven years old.
I consider that young, especially since I’m a year older than that. But . . . I also grow discontent and impatient and frustrated at having to struggle as a writer. Struggling to write well, struggling to gain new readers, struggling to hit that home run.
At this point in Julia Child’s life, she was still learning to cook.
This reminds me of something. It’s never too late to start a new journey or discover your passion.
It might take you half of your life to even discover that passion, and that’s okay.
If you do, embrace it and run with it. Because, well . . . you never know where it will take you.

3 Comments

  1. That is interesting! I write encouragement for triathletes. My example is my former neighbor Mary, who didn't start doing triathlons until age 74!! She retired at age 90.
    🙂 Sara

  2. Thirty seven is very young; hard to see that when you're in your thirties and beginning to feel "old". What's difficult is starting over at 47, or 57, or 67, when society has made the strong statement that your life has been lived, that you're done, almost invisible (especially past 50). But guess what? Maturity means a lot and it takes a long time to get some; when you find yourself "starting over" or doing something totally new to you, no matter what your age, it's the first day of a new self actualization, and it doesn't matter what anyone else says, thinks, or feels about it. Now here's the odd part: it all seems to have happened last week and the older you get, the more present is the past. Don't blink, you'll miss it.

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