I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that
comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep
until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70’s, and if I, at the same time,
wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.
I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with
abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set they, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, som