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The older I get, the more I realize my youthful dreams of being somebody were very dangerous.  American celebrities and the groupies they attract worry me.  If we’re always wishing we were someone else, can we ever find happiness?
Many of us desperately want our “15 minutes of fame.”  Trust me…you don’t.  I’ve been a celebrity, a [...]

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Sure, aging brings pain. It brings much comfort too. Society doesn’t expect you to look as good. You’re even allowed to get away with saying what you think…and they listen without offense…regarding your words as very wise.

A poem about feeling good in your skin when you age.

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I am so lucky to be married to a man who doesn’t care for make-up, fancy hair or clothes.  He’s made it possible for me to relax into what I really am.
From My Husband(by Linda Athis)
Grow old with me.
Lay aside your years of make-up, haircut,
the precious clothes
you wear, thinking to please me.

In time, in looser [...]

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Saw an old friend for lunch today.  We met each other in our late twenties and now we are in our fifties.  We both vowed:  No plastic surgery, no BOTOX.  We committed ourselves to aging gracefully.  Not an easy thing to do when every marketing piece screams: “Don’t fight age…defy it.”  How utterly ridiculous.
I don’t [...]

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A friend of mine asked me the strangest question the other day.  “Ok, I want to know…what is it?  BOTOX?  Plastic Surgery?”  He then told me I looked too good and suspected I had done something to look as young as I do for my age.  
As I page through local magazines catering to women, and [...]

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Kindness Rebuffed

What an idiot!
The maid at our resort
Had the gall to wash our clothes.
How dare she?
They were costly and beautiful.
They could be ruined!
This one must be washed one way,
this another,
this one by hand,
one by machine,
one cold,
one hot,
one delicate,
one not.
In America, laundry takes brains
and the maid…
she can’t relate
to our complicated ways.
She, in her little world of ocean [...]

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In His Words

Grow old with me.
Lay aside your years of make-up,
Hairdos,
The precious clothes
You wear, thinking to please me.
In time, in looser clothing,
I will find you, just you,
All I ever wanted.

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I look in the mirror
And like what I see.
Gasp!
Good God, what’s happened to me?
All alluring models,
All sick-headed superstars,
Those with lucky genes,
Or skilled full-time surgeons,
All clicking cameras,
Popping flashes,
Red carpets,
White teeth that blind.
All spotlights on those
We deemed acceptable
On runway ramps
Bearing teenage vamps
Hard bodies
Slim fashion that did, in fact, kill.
All succeeded
Brick by brick, with criticism shrill
To build a castle [...]

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