I as you am learning to see myself as a mature woman but the kid in me keeps bubbling to the surface.
When Rabbitt and I go out and by some freakish supernatural phenomenon I actually know the stranger who walks up to speak to me it’s a good good day in the neighborhood. I feel sixteen again!! Ok, I know I’m getting carried away but it’s this kid surfacing.

Let’s get out of society’s viewpoint of our looks. As my sweet daughter-in-law always reminds me, “You earned those wrinkles, those stretch marks, so be happy with where you are in life.
God bless and keep your eyes on the cross

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