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Days of My Life
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Age: mind over matterEntry #623111
"Age is strictly a case of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter." - Jack Benny

Saturday I went to a gathering.  A friend of mine was there and her parents were there with her.  My husband met them first; I had stopped to speak with my daughter and son-in-law.  As I approached my husband a moment later, he and my friend's mother were laughing.  Tim introduced me to Katherine. 

She extended her hand and explained that Tim had just pointed out our eldest daughter across the room.  I turned to look at my Heather and she said, "No, no.  I thought you were his eldest daughter!  You just don't look old enough to have children old enough to drive, let alone married and moved out!" 

I smiled and blushed.  "I guess it's just a testiment to how well my husband has taken care of me over the years."

We both laughed and Tim squeezed my hand.

During the evening I'd catch her eyes on me and I'd smile.  "Tanya," I said to my friend later, "why does your mother keep looking at me like that?"

"She just can't believe you're over 40; she can't believe you're over 30.  She thought you were 25 at the most when she saw you at first."

"I can show her my driver's license," I offered with a smile.

Tanya laughed.  "No, don't worry about it.  She just can't get over how great you look for having three grown children!"

As I walked away, I laughed as I recalled my apprehension that evening. My father-in-law had been over from 11:30 am - 4:45 pm.  He always comes on Saturday to have lunch with the family.  As soon as he left we rushed to get ready and were out of the house before 5pm.  I had wanted to fix my hair and put on a little make up but I'd never had an opportunity.  I changed my clothes, ran a brush through my hair and pulled the top back in a pretty barrette; there wasn't much else I could do.  During the five minutes it took to drive to the party, I put on a little lip gloss and told myself it didn't matter.  We were all friends and everyone would understand if I didn't look my best.  My father had been in the hospital all week and had gone home Friday night, only to fall out of bed Saturday morning.  They'd understand; it didn't matter.  I felt old, weary, and exhausted; thank goodness for Katherine.  Wink

"Mind over matter... if you don't mind, it doesn't matter."  I've decided it doesn't matter and no one else seems to mind.

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