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Aging Gracefully... most of the time

This past October–drum role please–I turned 48.  I still can't really put my head around that number.  I still remember when I was in my 20's, and my girlfriends would always joke, "Your'e pushing 30!"  Then eventually it was, "Your'e pushing 40!" Now? where are they now?   The silence is thick with fear.   But a few of my friends have surpassed me and reached the next glorious double didgit of 50.  And you know what?  It's really not so bad.  Sure, when your 45, and under, you cringe when you think of turning 50. But as the years go by, and you see little changes, but nothing too dramatic, and you still feel fabulous, sexy and alive, 50 just seems like another number.  One to just go, "oh boo. You don't scare me!"   50 is actually kind of sexy now.  Because it's broken the stereo type.  And people who are still stuck in the middle ages who refer to "middle age" as 40, have another thing coming.  Well maybe if they are sitting around eating donuts, doritos, lot's of fried fats, don't excersice or socialize. Then, yes they will look like the old fashioned 50.  But these days, it doesn't take much to keep your youth. The very most important ingredient to staying young looking (IMHO), is to be young thinking. Open minded.  Open to all.  To love fully, and to give fully.  To embrace life.  To forgive, and to let go.  To just be yourself.  Don't get stuck.  Find your way out of those sticky places with the right, positive attitude.  Hey, it's not easy. And not every day is easy. But more times than naught, it is.  Just some gentle reminders needed.  Good friends, and people around you that you love and love you.
I have the best group of friends EVER.  They are near, and they are far. But only far geographically. They sit so close to my heart, sometimes it hurts when I miss them. But I know something for sure now–and this is a benefit of age–the friends you have now, will be with you forever.  We're in that unconditional love phase of our lives. And it's glorious!

 So here are some photos from this year, of me. I'm proud of me. Proud of my body– with stretch marks, a few sags, cellulite and fat. (Yes, we all have to have fat!)   I'm in love with my family, friends, and my life.   I'm very, very lucky. Even with a few wrinkles to go with the smile.

July, Amagansett

If i stand just so...

Celebrating Christmas with Wanda (my mom, who just turne 78!)

I love you mom. Your an inspiration!