Whaaaat? Me? 49??!??... not YET. Don't rush things. Have
a couple more days before that age
arrives on my doorstep. Going to
make the most of forty eight while I
still can: won't see that any more
after Thursday. Another year come
and gone --- where does the time ...
go? Can tell you --- went the way of
the dinosaurs. Look in the mirror, a
stranger stares back. Who is she?
She's so --- old. Not ancient, but not
young, either. Some wrinkles. Grey
in the hair. Mean, she looks familiar,
but --- oh, my --- she. IS. Me! Not
complaining: wasn't expected to live
past birth. Grateful to be here. But:
Whaaaat? Me? 49??!?? Knew it
was coming but it got here too fast!
(c) 2008, Karla Dorman.
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