Laschwen Posted March 21, 2005 Report Share Posted March 21, 2005 Tomorrow is the Day. March 21. Supposed to be the first day of spring, but not this year. There must be some mistake. I couldn't possibly be 44 either. That can't be right. 44 once looked old to me, but I do not see old in the mirror now. I may have grey in my hair but I have had some of that since I was 22. I also still have the zits I had at 22. Wasn' there supposed to be a nice long gap of years between the end of zits and the onset of grey??? Must be some mistake. I do have the requisite expanding waistline one is supposed to get after 40 but I have a Weight Watchers meeting to go to tomorrow night before any other fun starts. I am not going to put up with the growing waistline any more! I really thought I would stay skinny until I was 50; just like my dad. That is definitely a mistake, but it is mine. Maybe I am living the advice of Oscar Wilde and have chosen an age I like and stuck with it somewhere in my psyche. My father in law commented about my upcoming "34th Birthday" the other day. Sweet man! I really liked that. 34 was a great year. If I feel or look 34, I give credit to dance! I was supposed to forget about dancing by now and give in to the aches and pains that come with age, car accidents, back injuries, fallen arches, bouts of epstein-barr virus, but I rationalized that long ago. No mistake there. If I had chosen and lived a career in dance, not a day would have gone by without some sort of pain in the body somewhere. So what is the difference? Might as well keep dancing if I love it. I'm giving myself a 90 minute massage for my birthday. Life is good. Laschwen Quote Link to comment
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