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As you know, last Saturday was my birthday. And I
have to admit that I've been struggling with this particular number,
sixty-nine. When you turn forty, even sixty-three, it's not that big a deal.
You really don't think about what that number means. But in this particular
case, this number seems to carry at least some significance for me.
You see, after sixty-nine comes seventy, and I've got
to admit that seventy sounds really, really old. Older than sixty-nine. Older
than sixty. Old. Now I know that this is just my own perception, my own stuff
around aging, right? Maybe for you it's sixty, or it's fifty, who knows? But I
can tell you that when I look at turning seventy next year, I'm a little bit
disturbed—or perturbed, something.
So, I've been thinking about that, and what is the
why? Why do I perceive seventy as being old? Why not eighty? Why not ninety?
Why not a hundred? I intend to live a long, healthy life until I can't anymore.
In other words, I want my health span to be at the top of the game all the way
through. So really, seventy is just another number. Still, I have all of this
baggage that I'm carrying around with it, and I'm just kind of wondering as
you're reading this, what kind of baggage are you carrying at sixty-eight,
seventy-two, eighty-six? How is that working for you?
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John Mariotti
www.sunday-stories.blogspot.com
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