At 70, I guess I finally have to admit that I am getting older. I do not feel old, except in the older body, but I attribute all thos aches and pains to a severe illness I had 8 years ago. But if the calendar says it is December 4, 2016, and I was born December 4, 1946, that seems to calculate to 70 years.
Wow! Where did the time go? It seems like yesterday that I was celebating my 16th birthday. That is almost 55 years ago. It could not have been that long ago.
But then I start remembering (as old folks do) all the wonderful times and events in my past. My first kiss and my first husband and getting my hard earned degree from MUS (took 10 years of putting myself through), and my first teaching job, and my first adventure moving to another state, etc. That last adventure was over 35 years ago.
So I guess I have been around living my life the way I want to for 70 years That first move started a whole new adventure of moving to other cities and states - meeting all kinds of new people from all over the world. ( My friends thought I was crazy and maybe I was...crazy for adventure.) I actually lived in the DC area and worked there. What an experience that was!
I have given it all for love, too many times, and have climbed back (more slowly now) to become Peggy again. I have found in my vast years of experience, not everone can take "Peggy" so she has had to move to just below the surface in most relatonships.
But now I am reationship free and Peggy has returned. I got wounded along the way and it was a struggle to come back. But I m back - a bit older, but defintely wiser and ready for adventure.
This 70'th year, I am determned to return to loving every day of my life, reveling in my freedom of entanglements, and bascially exploring all the wonderful possiblities that are out there.
I hope you will come along for the ride for as long as it is there. It may be quite a while yet.