GOING FROM 31 TO 78
It was 1967, I was 31, fat, living in New York and at one of the lowest points in my life. Next thing I knew it was 1970, I was 34, very thin, had a lover and was living in Memphis.
The calendar tells me it was 1980, I was 44, had lost a business and 2 lovers, had moved to Fort Lauderdale and went back to waiting on tables.
All of a sudden, or so it seemed, it was 2000, I was celebrating my Sweet 16 Leap Year birthday and before I knew it, what couldn't have possibly been 4 years, it was February 29, 2004 and I was 68 years old.
Something was happening, something was going on because just 'yesterday' it was 1967, I was 31 and all of a sudden it is 2013 and I am going to be 78 in 4 months.
A lot has happened in that 43 years, one of the many lifetimes in the times of my life, and it would take a long time to list all the twists and turns my path has taken, a lot of highs and a few lows. It seems time plays tricks. It goes faster than a speeding bullet and before you know it tomorrow is yesterday and things that should have been dome weren't and the list of things to do tomorrow are too long to get all done.
Awhile back I wrote a blog about all those lies, myths, you hear such as, "You are only as old as you feel.". "Age is just a number," and so on which are not true as you body points out when you wake in the morning or you unexpectedly see yourself in the mirror.
And then there is the dead give-a-way--the hands! LOL
One thing I have learned about time is that when you are happy it goes by very quickly and when you are in pain, hurting, sad it seems to drag but even though you may be in your 30s or 40s today you will be in your 70s tomorrow so enjoy the next few hours.