What do ages 9 and 59 have in common? Bad haircuts. Glasses. That jutty front tooth (even though it was corrected with braces; multiple face surgeries put it right back where it started.) But that's all appearances. I feel like I did when I was 9. I loved to read, ride my bike, run, play with my brothers, swing, draw, build stuff, create and laugh. I still do. I was confident, exuberant, happy to be me. I am again. I slept great then and now. The 50 years in between added wrinkles, mass and experience, but the girl who was 9 is the woman who is 59. I was excited to turn 10. And I'm excited to be 60.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Turning 10, Turning 60
What do ages 9 and 59 have in common? Bad haircuts. Glasses. That jutty front tooth (even though it was corrected with braces; multiple face surgeries put it right back where it started.) But that's all appearances. I feel like I did when I was 9. I loved to read, ride my bike, run, play with my brothers, swing, draw, build stuff, create and laugh. I still do. I was confident, exuberant, happy to be me. I am again. I slept great then and now. The 50 years in between added wrinkles, mass and experience, but the girl who was 9 is the woman who is 59. I was excited to turn 10. And I'm excited to be 60.
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