Age

When I say to my daughter, “Wow, Lily, you are getting taller,” she says, “Wow, Mommy, you are getting older!

Age matters. And then again, it doesn’t. I feel better now, at 41 than I did at 31, that’s for sure. I have better skin, more energy, a rosier outlook, and a much more satisfying and passionate love.

The older I get the more I realize that it’s how I feel that matters. Now that I am older, I don’t want to waste time on anything that isn’t working, and I must have fun. That’s what older means to me. So Lily is right! I am getting older, after all.