Come on, we all lie about our age! But have you noticed that as we near what people call 'middle age', we tend to lie about it more?
As this upcoming birthday approaches, a sense of fear enveloped my brain, though i am really not sure why. I've been in my forties for a while now and I must say it's the best time of my life.


So, why then do we lie about it?
Fortunately, the answer hit me over a birthday dinner of a younger friend last night. I lie about my age to friends and strangers because saying the real number would mean admitting that I am 'middle aged', and it sounds so ancient. And it is admitting that I am no longer like them anymore, that I am closer to fifty than I am to thirty. Oh, so close. I have lived almost half of my life....

With this approaching 'new day', no more fear for me. I will hold on to the fact that what I have learned from those years have given me more than I ever wanted and has shaped me into who I am today. I would not trade them for anything.
So, I proudly admit I will turn 42 in a couple of weeks! There, I said it out loud!
This cracked me up: "I can still shoot those threes and run the fast break (when i'm all alone and the lane is free)."
ReplyDeleteBut, you still can't accept it, can you??? (that you're 46) hahaha!
The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age.
ReplyDelete-Lucille Ball-
Seriously... 46 ;-) Bata pa! Advance happy birthday !
When is the blowout?
42?!!! The thicker the hide, the larger the pride hahaha! nice blog pix though, particularly the masthead photo.
ReplyDeleteVery entertaining and yet insightful. We can all relate except we can't take photos like you do.
ReplyDeleteToday is a new day and if it fails to be, tomorrow is just around the corner.
Keep blogging :-)