How much has changed? My 21-yr old moved into his own apartment. I have a baby granddaughter who is almost a year and a half old, my 2 teen aged grandsons live with me, my husband has lost a job, gotten a job, lost a job and is going to be starting a new job. I know I will soon be another year older (56!!) but I look at myself and still see 30 but with a few more pounds and maybe a few wrinkles. (Not many, go figure...) People have gone out of my life and new people have come into my life. I'm back in school and the past three semesters have seen me holding a 4.0 and managing to work full time and to be mommy to my grandsons. I forgot how much I love school. The excitement of new knowledge or the confirmation of things I believed to be true.
I've had more vacations and been pampered and relaxed and lay on the beach while Jose or Chico or Juan brought me mixed drinks whose names I could not pronounce and whose contents remain a mystery. I've been massaged, polished, cut and blow dried, facialed, and even curled. My feet have been reflexed and pedicured, my hair has been "blonded" and I eat every minute of it up.
This week we will go to a cabin in the mountains, just me and the hubby. I will lay in front of the fire and eat chocolate dipped strawberries, watch pointless films about serial killers and action figures, I will read and read and read, I will eat and drink far too much and soak in the hot tub until my skin is a hot dried prune. Then I will be lathered with oils and lotions and massaged to a blissful stupor.
Who says old age sucks? Damn but this seems pretty good to me!
