It's interesting that this topic came up. Just this morning I was remembering a time when 1/2s really meant a lot! I would reply, "Nope. I'm not (such and such) age. I am such and such age (AND A HALF!) Boy, we just could not wait to get older!

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I really have a hard time with my age because the last time I was truly happy was 12 years ago (and that was my free karmic do-over).

Unfortunately, everything in between then and now has been pretty awful and painful. I went from one disaster to another - all of which, by some miracle, I survived. I haven't really smiled, truly smiled, in 3 years. My inner-light dimmed to just about nothing.

I may just get another chance: a third do-over (nay-sayers, sometimes it CAN happen ). It's just this time, I have no idea what that looks like. Maybe then, though, my age won't matter to me.

(I imagine that is when I will be able to smile again, and the light will be shining brightly again from within)