It occurs to me this morning that this is one of those days when I am “feeling older”. I can’t be certain what that means. I don’t think I am old yet. Exactly when does one get old?? When the years are added up? When your children start having children..or heaven help you, when those children start having children?

Well, that has all happened to me. Am I old yet??

My daughter and I were having lunch in a restaurant over the weekend and sitting at the table next to us was a group of folks who looked to be about my age. They were all talking about their various illnesses and doctors and just as I thought to myself” I hope that I never get that old”, my daughter looked at me and said ” I hope that you never get that old!”

Are you old when you start talking like that. When there is no longer anything of interest in your life except your last doctor’s appointment!!  God forbid it!!

I have to tell you that seventy years is hot on my tail, but I am still outrunning it. The day will never come when I cannot take my camera or my notepad out to find an exciting and beautiful moment to write about or take a picture of. Even if it is only a bug on a leaf or the morning dew on a flower. There is a moment to cherish.

Like this iris from the garden where I live.

As I look in the mirror every morning, I am surprised by the person who looks back at me. I no longer color my hair. Most of my chin is traveling to South America and every time I look, there seems to be a new wrinkle someplace that I didn’t notice before!
Who is this person looking back at me..cause this isn’t who I see in my mind’s eye at all! The experience of finding this person in the mirror is perhaps one of the most difficult parts of changing to age. Most of us just never imagine ourselves at this stage with so many different looking body parts. Well, it is real and it is me and I am trying to learn to live with it. I guess that not living with it wouldn’t be any fun on so many levels. Guess I’ll just go with it for now.

Since I can only blog on things that I know about, We will be speaking about aging a lot here, but many other things too. I will be sharing my own and often lopsided wisdom. I love and adore words, lots of words used in lots of ways, consequently, I will be rambling a lot….be forewarned.

I leave you today with these words from Suzy Toronto,” Personally, at this moment, I have no idea how old I am. I do remember a few milestone birthdays–you know,18,21,40….but in my head, nothing ever changed. I keep wondering when everyone is going to catch on to the fact that for the last thirty years I’ve been masquerading as an adult. Perhaps we are, like the old saying goes, ” Only as old as we feel.” In that case, I’ll stay lost in my bewilderment….’Cause really, life is what we make it and age is nothing but a state of mind.