I'm growing up. I'm getting better at being good. Good daughter, good sister, good friend.
Oh, this life is a difficult and mysterious thing. Everyone is fighting a terrible battle. But I'm learning to have a good attitude despite it all. Learning to be patient....
I'm not like other people. I'm so looking forward to old age! This "youthism" in American culture is not a good thing IMNSHO. Old age is where it's at. Wisdom and wonder. Experience. Each birthday is an accomplishment to me. Not only have I survived (which gets trickier & trickier every year, it seems), but I've now got 36 years of life under my belt. I *know* stuff. I've *been* places. I've *done* things. I've lived it.
So bring on the grey hairs! I've earned every last one of those suckers. I'm a-gonna wear them with PRIDE.