Nifty 50 vs Roaring 20

September 9, 2012

Here I am, sipping on a glass of weekend wine while flipping thorough a store flyer that showcases the latest fall fashions and as I look at these lovely young women in their fabulous gear – burgundy lips puckering on every page, and I tell my husband that this is how I still feel. I still feel that way – young and fresh, only without the burgundy lips. I start to say “I wish I was younger” and stop, because No – I don’t wish I was younger. I like being 50-something…I like having that life experience under my belt and holding my hand in those shadows of uncertainty that occasionally surfaces in our daily lives…however, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I wouldn’t mind having a 20-something ass to go along with it.


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