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Old Age is a Gift!!


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>> I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have

>> always

> wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body - the

> wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging rear. And often I am taken


> by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over


> things for long.


>> I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving

> family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've


> more

> kind to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own

friend. I

> don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my


> or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks


> avant

> garde on my patio. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be

> extravagant.

> I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before


> understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is


> if

> I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 a.m, and sleep until

> noon?


>> I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 40s, 50s,


> 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


> body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to,


> the

> pitying glances from the bikini 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


> break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even

when a

> beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us


> and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine


> sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.


>> I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray,


> to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my


> S

> o many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair


> turn silver. I can say "no" and mean it. I can say "yes" and mean it.


>> As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about


> other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned


> right to be wrong.


>> So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I


> the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I


> 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



>> today'sTHOT============================


>> Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses.

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