Newly Mirrored Fifty-One
I left a new number in the rear view mirror yesterday. Fifty one has come and gone and I am on to Fifty-two.
This is not at all what I thought my fifties would feel like. I look younger than I thought I would though I don’t look as young as I would like. And it distresses me that how I look now interests me more than it used to do. It is easy to be cavalier about a face and body that didn’t take much work to make presentable. Now I have to put some effort in it . I have Spanx in all varieties now.


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