Have you ever had one of those mornings when you look in the mirror and wonder what exactly happened…..
That was me this past week.
When did I get to be this age? I do realize that we have crossed this topic before but I really feel that this is an important subject that needs to be analyzed right nearly to death!
I have a military reunion coming up in May. I will be seeing some people who I haven’t seen in 30 years and no matter how much I prepare myself I am always a little shocked at how much people change. I often wonder if they look at me and feel the same way…..
I know I sound so very vain and as much as I’d like to think that I’m not, that I’m aging gracefully(whatever the hell that is) I want to fight this to the bitter end! I will do everything it takes in an attempt to reverse the years of damage from thinking I was 10 foot tall and bullet proof!
I don’t want to be old in any shape or form. I have too many questions and my bucket list is long. I know that time is against me. I try not to but lately I’m a bit consumed by the fact that I blink and just like that another month is gone. Seems the older I get the faster life is.
As I get older I am also learning to let go of things and of people. When you look back and start putting the pieces to your puzzle together sometimes after many years parts need to be discarded because they just don’t fit with who you have become. We all change. Some more than others and some not much at all.
Does discarding the past make me older than I am or is this such a positive behavior that it actually makes me younger in heart?
Something for me to ponder on this cold winter day….
Love you all…have a wonderful blessed day!
Till next time