GOING FROM 31 TO 78

It
was 1967,  I was 31, fat, living in New York and at one of the lowest
points  in my life. Next thing I knew it was 1970, I was 34, very thin,
had a lover and was living in Memphis.

The
calendar tells me it was 1980, I was 44,  had lost a business and 2
lovers, had moved to Fort Lauderdale and went back to waiting on tables.

All
of a sudden, or so it seemed, it was 2000, I was celebrating my Sweet
16 Leap Year birthday and before I knew it, what couldn't have possibly
been 4 years, it was February 29, 2004 and I was 68 years old.

Something
was happening, something was going on because just 'yesterday' it was
1967, I was 31 and all of a sudden it is 2013 and I am going to be 78 in
4 months.

A
lot has happened in that 43 years, one of the many lifetimes in the
times of my life, and it would take a long time to list all the twists
and turns my path has taken, a lot of highs and a few lows.  It seems
time plays tricks. It goes faster than a speeding bullet and before you
know it tomorrow is yesterday and things  that should have been dome
weren't and the list of things to do tomorrow are too long to get all
done.

Awhile
back I wrote a blog about all those lies, myths, you hear such as, "You
are only as old as you feel.". "Age is just a number," and so on which
are not true as you body points out when you wake in the morning or you
unexpectedly see yourself in the mirror.

And then there is the dead give-a-way--the hands!  LOL

One
thing I have learned about time is that when you are happy it goes by
very quickly and when you are in pain, hurting, sad it seems to drag but
even though you may be in your 30s or 40s today you will be in your 70s
tomorrow so enjoy the next few hours.