Turning 55

What is age?

Some people say it is just a number, some people say it is just how old you feel………………….

I remember my grandmother (nanna) refusing to tell people how old she was, she used to say you never ask a woman how old she is and a woman should never say how old she is…………………

I am not like that I have never had a problem saying how old I am………………….

Today I turned 55…………………..

It was a Friday that I came into the world a tiny little premature bub weighing 4lb something and look at me know, a short fat woman……………….

I am loved and appreciated and I am part of a wonderful loving family, I have a good life and I am happy, for me life is good, even with my sore stinging knee pain and a tremor that makes many things difficult.

My favourite colour is purple

My favourite time of year is Christmas time

My hobbies are blogging and penpalling

I love giving a little more then receiving but I do like to receive gifts

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7 thoughts on “Turning 55

  1. Wow, you were a preemie? I did not know that, and so my myth of universal infallibility slips away. So now we can enjoy being the same age until May, when Laurie and I sneak ahead again. Happy Birthday!

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