The sad thing is that I'll look back on this day and wish that I could go back to the good old fifties. Yep. I know this because I now look back on the day I turned forty. Aging is a strange and uncomfortable phenomenon. As facial features, and everything else for that matter begins to droop south,you gotta wonder what the end result will look like. Not a very pretty picture I'm afraid. That said, I would not go back, even if I could. Nothing like old wounds to remind you that the wars you've successfully battled are better left in the past. So, come what may, I'm going down this road, and I'm blessed to be taking each step with the man of my dreams by my side.
Love, Lori