“How did this happen?” I ask myself.
It’s not like I didn’t see this coming. Like everyone else from the beginning of Time, I have been getting imperceptibly older with each new day. So why is it that “being older” feels new, like it’s just happened?
I was born in 1950. The math is easy to do and depending on your own place on life’s timeline, you might think, “Wow, she’s old.” I might be tempted to agree with you except that as long as I am not near a mirror, my numerical age actually feels like a lie. That’s because I have always felt young. I don’t mean feeling physically youthful; I mean feeling young and vibrant and optimistic within my own mind. The physical plant staring back at me in the mirror is graying and wrinkling. She stoops and sags while the person within soars.
Age is just one piece of data and only a small part of who we are and what we are capable of becoming. No matter what the numbers show, we all have the capability to learn, to change, to gather wisdom. We all have something valuable to contribute.
This is for my children. This is for my grandchildren. This is for all the people who have encouraged me to share my writing with a wider audience.
This blog is for you.
Little by Little in the Blink of an Eye 
Judy, You also had the ability to get want you want done. You go girl and I will enjoy reading your blog.
Jo
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I consider that a treasured compliment, Johanna. I always associated getting things done to Phil. He was the shaker and mover. I was content to be in the background. This blogging thing is a real challenge for me and I am flying by the seat of my pants. When I run into difficulty, I will remember your comment. It will help me get through!
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Judy- you hit the nail on the head!!- and I know and share your feelings about this crazy progress of time !!
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How is it that it feels like so long ago and yet such a short time since we were in high school? It is crazy!
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Beautiful….I am looking forward to this Judy!
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I have been thinking a lot about your kids lately. I think it’s because it’s coming upon graduation and Scott is graduating. That must mean Chad is graduating from college, too. Right? May I have Dylan’s updated address? I’s like to drop him a line from time to time. You should be a very proud mama. You have exceptionally wonderful children! Sending love to all the Browns….
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I love this! I feel similar about age and am grateful I do! Can’t wait to keep reading your blog!:)
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Thank you for the encouraging words, Jenn! I find that a happy, optimistic spirit is tied to a sense of gratitude for all things, big and small. Based on your FB posts, I know you have an abundance of gratitude.
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My NYC office is full of youthful and energetic colleagues. I am definitely one among them. Today, my office neighbor, Cindy, asked about the ages of my grand children. Reality check! I look forward to more of your writing.
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I think we have a young spirit because that’s what was modeled by our parents. I thank God everyday for our parents.
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Judy!! I’m so happy you took the advice of so many intelligent folks (of which I am one) and are writing and sharing it. I look forward to your adventures and discoveries! On the evening of a friend’s 74th Birthday, I asked how old she thought of herself as. She said it had been 40 for quite a while until her daughter turned 40. Then it became 50. I don’t have kids but I realized, and we agreed, the age I think of myself as actually ages.
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Wow! Just wow!
Perhaps it is the naïveté of my slightly smaller in numbers age, but I truly believe there is nothing you cannot do. Furthermore – I never see a stooping and sagging flower but instead a strong and shining one – it is a beautiful thing.
Just like your writing! Can’t wait for more:)
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