I recently had a birthday … 66 years old. Unbelievable. I don’t know where the time went.
Yesterday I was in high school walking the hallways to my next class eyeing the cute boys even though I was dating someone. Hey, what can I say, I had eyes. And there was nothing wrong with my eyesight.
Today I’m wearing glasses to read and drive and am wondering what happened to the cute boys. Where did their hair go? Why do they have an over hanging belly? Where’s that swagger when they walk? It all seems to have disappeared.
Me, I’m perfect of course. I haven’t changed one bit. Still slim, still young looking and still have a mane of beautiful brown hair. That’s what I see when I look in the mirror. And more importantly … that’s what I think.
Is it delusion or confidence? I do ask myself from time to time. Whatever it is, how I look to myself pushes me forward to new experiences and adventures. It works for me.
Until the next time.
One of my favorite quotes now is:
"The tragedy of old age is not that one is old, but that one is young." ~Oscar Wilde
We may be old in body, but we're still young at heart. And attitude is everything!
Laughed a lot at your writing …totally related !!! How did this happen to us ?? I certainly don’t feel the way I look ?I had a funny experience a few years ago went to meet a new neighbour and got talking she was my age ,similar background growing up on a farm ,work yada yada..all the time I was thinking how old she looked …then when I got home I thought was she thinking while we were talking “how old I looked “ !!! LOL!! Probably !! 🤔🤣