At My Age

I’m at that age where my mind still thinks I’m 29, my humor suggests I’m 12, while my body mostly keeps asking if I’m sure I’m not dead yet.

I received this text a few days ago from up north. I have to say that it does resonate with me because I’ll hit 60 this month (not really that old) but it’s not fair. How can I be 20 in my head, yet the body says oh hell no! This photo is three years old, the gal is a high school buddy’s daughter at my daughter’s wedding reception.

No Spring Chicken here!

15 thoughts on “At My Age

  1. You buddy’s daughter is adorable. You can pass for 29 if that’s how you feel about. Another friend who lives in Las Vegas says he’s always 27. For me I am what a am.

    • Always 27, I like him! Twenty days will see me move to another decade. Nicole is a really nice gal, she and my daughter have been friends for a long time, yet I knew nothing about her until my daughter’s wedding reception. It’s a small world isn’t it! The last time I saw Nicole, she was a baby in a high chair!

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