Fifty is Nifty

People are sending me lots of notes about being old. The great thing is, I don't feel old. I come from pretty robust stock, with 87 year-old parents and a 92 year-old aunt and an 85 year-old uncle.
People ask how many years younger my sister is.
She's eight years older.
My 61 year-old brother has all of his hair. Sure, it's grey, but on a man we call it distinguished.
He sent me these thoughts ABOUT GROWING OLDER...
First ~ Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
Second ~ The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
Third ~ Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know "why" I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
Fourth ~ When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.
Fifth ~ You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.
Sixth ~ I don't know how I got over the hill without getting to the top.
Seventh ~ One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
Eighth ~ One must wait until evening to see how splendid the day has been.
Ninth ~ Being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
Tenth ~ Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. Today it's called golf
And finally ~ If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old.
I thank God for my life. He has been so good to me - always - and in all ways. Thank you to all who have been instruments of His loving kindness.

2 Comments:
Like Miss Jean Brody - you are in your prime.
Happy Birthday Fr. Mike!
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