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Originally Posted by Margaret Pilkington
I cried......for about two days. I thought my life was over......daft bird, the good bits were still in the box waiting to be unwrapped.
I was more upset about being 30 than I was about turning 60.....yeah, i know I am really an old baggage now.
Getting older is liberating......I have found I don't have to accept things that I don't like.
I know who I am, I make no apologies for being who I am, and if folk don't like it then it is their problem not mine.
I don't have to impress anybody....I'm comfortable in my own skin(whatever that means).
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Age is all relative. It's just a number taken from the Christian calendar, mixed in with how many times the earth's gone round the sun.
I know miserable acting teenagers, and people in their eighties who are as daft as a brush, and enjoy every minute of the day.
The most important thing, irrespective of the number of years you've been on this planet, is to enjoy life...because it's so precious, and we only have it on loan.