This past weekend I attended a Class of 1977 50th Birthday Part. That is a 50th birthday party for those of us turning or having turned 50 during this year. What a great bunch of old people! I was commenting to friends that I have to keep adjusting my perception of "oldness." I see folk on the street and think casually, 'hey, they are about my age' and then I realize, um, no that isn't true. I am older, elder, elderly....whatever!
My mom, who rationalizes her youth, is very funny about saying 'you are only as old as you feel.' Well then somedays I'm akin to a geriatric coot, somedays I'm a gazelle. Most days, I'm 50 and actually loving it.
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