Ten years ago I asked if he would still love me when I am sixty-four. Yes, he did and he still loves me even though on January 27 I am seventy-four.
Where have the last ten years gone?
For those of you who were followers ten years ago, I will not be posting everyday as I did during my 65th year. I figure I will enjoy my 75th year of life without the pressure of a self-imposed deadline.
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I Don't Feel Older
but I am. And yes, it certainly beats the alternative. My Sweetie showered me with thoughtful gifts. My card and gift at breakfast. ...
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