I mean, my friends sure are getting older. I don't know when I started hanging out with such a pack of older women. It sort of crept up on us, too.
The other day, lounging about in a friend's Jacuzzi, the conversation drifted. We found ourselves comparing our various medications, when it suddenly hit us - good grief, we're reduced to this - we're discussing our medications!
And then came the next thought - how dang old we all are these days..
|Not my friend's Jacuzzi, but close enough|
As always, that thought came as a surprise - because inside we're really only 29... still.
Although that mileage varies. My mother used to protest that she was only 18 on the inside. I think she may have had something there.
As I drove in to work this morning, there was a song on the radio that went something like:
You and I
We will dance 'til we die
We'll be young forever!
I chuckled to myself and thought: I remember that feeling. Vaguely.
But, I have to add, as long as you are able to hang out in a Jacuzzi and have friends to share the moment with, life is still pretty good.
Hold that thought.
And Happy Birthday to the whole dang bunch of you July babies!