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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Getting Old

A friend sent this to me, and even though I don't consider myself old, I can so relate to a lot of it. However, one thing I will never do, is walk on the beach with a swim suit stretched over my bulging body! LOL 


I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they
understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4
AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes
of the 50, 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep 
over a lost love, I will.

I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body,
and will dive into the waves, with abandon, if I choose to, despite the
pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as
well forgotten. And, I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years, my heart has been broken. How can your heart not
break, when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when
somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But, broken hearts are 
what give us strength, and understanding, and compassion. A heart never
broken, is pristine, and sterile, and will never know the joy of being
imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and
to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died 
before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what
other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the
right to be wrong.

I like being old. It has set me free. I like
the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am
still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or 
worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I
feel like it).

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