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I'm 55

 I aged when I wasn't paying attention!

When I turned sixteen I was given a drivers license. At eighteen, my friends and I were hitting the clubs and could legally drink and vote. At fifty five I have all that plus much more. In fact, I just found out from my sister in Tucson that Albertsons and Frys offer 10% discounts on Wednesdays - Bring on the discounts!

My age has never has meant much to me simply because I have never put much thought into aging - there's more important things in life for me to think about, but I must admit I'm excited to embark on being a Senior Citizen. Admittedly, I have learned a few things over the years. Such as, there is truth to the saying with age comes wisdom. I understand what "life is a journey, enjoy the ride" really means now. I know that life is something more meaningful than money, and I know that there is purpose in life. I know that I should always be thankful for being blessed with another day regardless of what kind of day it is.I also know that for all I went through in my life, I wouldn't want to change it - because that's how I became me.

Here's to a new journey and a new chapter!

Peace, love & hugs!


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