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    Default Getting older...

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    A friend of mine keeps sending me these reminders about

    getting

    old.

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    I would never trade my amazing friends, my

    wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to

    myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie,

    or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my

    patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

    I have seen too many dear friends leave this

    world too soon, before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

    Whose business is it if I choose

    to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes

    of the 60's &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .... I will.

    I will walk the

    beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose

    to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set. They, too, will get old.

    I know I am sometimes forgetful. But

    there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

    Sure, over

    the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers,

    or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and

    understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being

    imperfect.

    I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful

    laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before

    their hair could turn silver.

    As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other

    people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

    So, to answer your

    question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but

    while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I

    shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

    MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART, ESPECIALLY WHEN

    IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!

    MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER

    AND EVER! FRIENDS FOREVER!
    To compel a man to subsidize with his taxes the propagation of ideas which he disbelieves and abhors is sinful and tyrannical.

    Thomas Jefferson

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    Default The great old young mans post above

    After reading your excellent comments i think maby i can

    now sorta excuse my bad habit of 2 glasses of the real cola per day,


    Actually i am going to have a good swig right now.

    I AM. Out of my mind .... .... ....

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