Yep, I'm old. Going to have another birthday in a few days but I'm at the stage I'd just as soon not celebrate and I don't want any presents.
You can't make it to 60 years of marriage with the same fellow without getting old--or having 18 grandkids and 12 great-grands.
But the funny thing is most of the time I don't feel old. Inside I feel the same as I did way back when I was young. Oh sure, I have aches and pains I didn't have then and I certainly take a lot more pills. It's not quite as easy to get around and my knees hurt going up and down stairs.
What I hope though is I don't act like I'm ancient like some people I know who are younger than I am.
I've been watching folks who are around my age and they give off old-folks vibes. I don't want to do that. I'm not going to talk about the good old days all the time, or the things that are wrong with this country, or describe all my ailments.
What I want to do is enjoy the moment, talk about upbeat things, how blessed I am, and keep doing all the things I enjoy doing.
I must confess, I do talk about our growing up years with sis because she has different memories of the same things that I remember. That's kind of fun. And I do write about the way it used to be at times here on my blog.
For the most part though, I'm enjoying my family, my writing, planning fun things to do in the future.
From an old lady who still feels young.