The Middle

10530751_10202596980621253_7927429365337535647_nHow old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

This was in a list of humorous questions posted by Floyd over on Life on the Massanutten. I so enjoy his posts about random bits of this and that.

Well I am coming up blank when I try to guess my age without knowledge. I mean it is really difficult to see yourself as others see you. I remember being young and having my grandmother tell me that she was often taken aback by the old women staring at her from the other side of the mirror. At the time it just seemed kinda of silly and cute, but sigh….do I ever understand what she meant now, because that old woman is currently shadowing me, and popping up in the most inconvenient of places. Usually when I am feeling cocky and lost in delusion, so perhaps it is for the best. Not pleasant, but best.

When I asked some people the question, they came back with how old they would like to be. I hadn’t read it that way, but if I had to give that a gander, I suppose would want to be old enough to know better, but young enough to act upon it, which I suppose really means somewhere in the middle.

Unfortunatly, or fortunately, I am well beyond my middle, but I do have to say that my current here and now is pretty good, and if the incremental creep of better that has followed the many years of my life continues, God willing, I still have my best years ahead of me, yep!

Who can ask for anything more.

Blessing Belinda

Ps. It is Liebe Lee’s Birthday and the above photo is one of my favorites with her, today she is out with her special mister right, and all grown up and getting married in the fall.



8 thoughts on “The Middle

  1. beckalodious says:

    I figured that was what it meant. 🙂 I just didn’t like the idea of posting on Facebook that most people I meet think I am at least 45. 😦 I feel like a floundering baby most of the time though. Oh well. Sigh. Love you!

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