~62~

As my 62nd birthday approaches... I will again be celebrating my 31st. With familiar gratitude. And with God's hopeful blessing. 'You'll be 62! Not 31. Get real! ' I look at it this way... When I arrived at 60? I felt as if I had won a championship. With some wonderful memories. And being with both my parents... When their separate deaths approached. And thinking of them as if they were my children, I had to protect. To hear them say I love you... And other things they to me confessed, Was a divine time. Don't get me wrong... I'm not wishing to stop time, Or wish to travel back into it! I cried like a baby when I turned 31. Call me what you wish. But I had done my patriotic thing. And I was in and out of the military, Ten years 'prior' before I did this. Married, divorced AND experienced with a profession. And unafraid to ask or answer any question. Yet... 31 felt as if I had lived a lifetime. Until I became 61 and felt younger. How? Hey... It was my first time at it. However... 31 was my turning point. That's why I celebrate it. And with God's blessing... It will be my 31st anniversary of finding myself. And having the peace of mind at 62... To say and do as I please. Within reason. And with God's approval! Plus... I can say I've earned the right to be 62. And 'any' and every age below it! How about you?