The differences between 16 and 65

Have you noticed how we change from our young adult years to our present day status?

I guess the first thing I noticed in those early years was my body. I worried about pimples and now I  worry about wrinkles.

I could run up several flights of stairs. Now I slowly climb one flight and hope there’s someone up there that knows CPR because I feel like I may need it.

I could jump out of bed in the morning, now I creep out of bed and sound like Rice Krispes…. Snap. Crackle and Pop.

I was moving all the time, now it takes two cups of coffee to get me going and I mean “going” in more than one way.

I lightened my hair color to get it the color it is now. .

I couldn’t wait to wear high heels, now I can’t wait to get back in my “flats’.

I looked forward to staying out late now I want to go home early.

I enjoyed fast dancing, now I prefer slow dancing

When I was younger I tried to look older, now I want to look younger.

I didn’t trust anyone over thirty. Now I am very careful about trusting anyone under thirty.

I had definite ideas; I had an instant answer because everything was black or white. Now everything  is gray. I really have to think about it.

I am legally allowed to express my opinion. It also means I have survived over six decades of life I just hope my son is strong enough to survived the same things I did.

I have learned it’s not who you know that’s important. It is what you know that’s really matters.

I learned that if I tell the truth I don’t have to have a very good memory.

I learned the second Golden Rule.. “He who has the gold, really does rule.”

I think a good name for this age is The Second Adolescent. It’s just a reverse of the first one. The first adolescent was about who I was and where I was going. I was pretty nervous about it. This time I know who I am, where I’ve been and I am smiling.