For years I’ve said about growing older, “It’s better than the alternative, as far as we know.”
I always added that last qualifying part because who knows, maybe life is better after we’re dead.
Although the idea of turning 60 has troubled me, as I get closer and closer to it, I get more used to it.
Most days it’s no big deal.
But then there are the moments when I just don’t want to be sixty.
I’ll hear myself thinking just that, “I don’t want to be sixty!” Almost like a three year old having a temper tantrum.
I believe our words and thoughts are very powerful. Maybe I can’t cause my I-hope-premature-death by those words but I prefer not to take any chances.
So I remind myself that as far as I know turning 60 is better than the alternative. Since the only way I know to not turn 60 is to not be alive.
And I love my life and being alive.
Even if it means I’ll turn 60.
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