aging
Embracing the aging process
One would not think I would be so excited to see a pair of readers. This morning I was. It was as if I found a long, lost cousin or something. Actually Big Monkey found the readers, they had rolled into the back seat of the SUV. Handing them to me, he asked, “What are these?” I answer, “Yeah! Those are my readers. You have totally made my day—thank you!” Then Little Man went into a big spiel how he hadn’t seen me wear them since “Monday”…had to get his 2 cents in, I suppose. It’s not that I’m excited about aging, especially with regards to the obvious signs of…