tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5066612659034209366.post2650872451600781255..comments2023-08-08T09:08:39.745-07:00Comments on Grateful Mama: The Point of No ReturnSugar Magnoliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16071565706988591786noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5066612659034209366.post-34522244970537013982010-02-17T12:09:12.962-08:002010-02-17T12:09:12.962-08:00The fear of mortality sets in. I can remember (an...The fear of mortality sets in. I can remember (and I am a somewhat dark person) thinking when Dylan was born that one day I would die and not see him anymore. Yes, morbid but that is what I thought. The idea of a number I think is something arbitrary. If we take care of ourselves, eat well, exercise...don't act "old", laugh, travel, etc then we are never truly old. You see beautiful older women and you know that they are happy and have laughed a lot. I can only wish that for all of us...a lifetime of laughter and love.botfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02796157435824550847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5066612659034209366.post-1061071297773816602010-02-15T15:40:13.307-08:002010-02-15T15:40:13.307-08:00I will definately take aging over the alternative....I will definately take aging over the alternative. And you're right, there are some things that are in our control about how we age. Losing teeth is not one of them. Maybe that's what's so scary, the things we can't control about aging? Missing teeth and gray hair....oh wait, the gray hair is me...Kristahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17954822307302829528noreply@blogger.com