You Are Only As Old As You Feel

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A dear friend…

Shared a writing about aging…on how no matter how old an old gal looks…deep down…she’s the same person she was…years ago…

Can’t tell you how many times never-grow-old-inside me…zippety doo dahs here…and then a tendon pops…or feels footloose and fancy free…until a muscle pulls….don’t even go there…where the wrinkly old thing smiles back at you in a reflection somewhere…can pretend it’s not happening…ignore the truth…but there’s really…no escaping it…

Like that photo sent recently…by that daughter of mine…look…she says…that vintage raincoat of yours…vintage raincoat…vintage…raincoat…that once brand new North Face raincoat…is now…cough cough…vintage…

But…you are only as young as you feel…decided to primp a bit…get the toenails done…a gift from those daughters of mine…made a note of the time…10:30…Med…then realized the error…pedicure…not Medicare…where the H E double hockey sticks…did that word come from…

Young whippersnapper me…has no…idea…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…