The title of this post is probably a real turn-off for most people, but deal with it!
I'm smack dab in the middle of my 65th year on this planet. Where did the time go? And who in the world is that grey-haired lady looking back at me from every single mirror I look into???? And who bought those comfortable, Velcro-closured tennis shoes I see in my closet? Or the black support stockings? Or all those old-lady clothes? Hmmmmmmm???????
When did comfort become more important than style? When did the number of medication vials in the cabinet suddenly outnumber the make-up items I use? (base and some blush) Who put all the grey hair in my comb and brush? And then there's the cane... and the walker... and yes, the daily naps. These are all signs that some OLD person is living here. Crap!
Inside, I still feel young. I still want to do the things I used to do but that's not possible anymore. I have to get used to this stage in my life, and become comfortable with it. That is easier said than done... but I'm trying! Yes, folks, I'm trying!