Wednesday, May 5, 2010

One Year Left

So I have slightly more than one year to figure out how to be sixty. This seems formidable. I come from a culture that creates good and bad ways to do things. We obsess about roles, about looking the "part". We create fictions of our lives so that we will fit in. I look at myself, jeans, t-shirt, messy, scatter brained and think, " I look like a tomboy slob. I can't be sixty". I must get my act together, be a better housekeeper, dress like an adult, clean up my life.Women who are sixty are grownups. Then I go out at night and look at the stars- and I realize that it absolutely does not matter how I play the role of sixty . The stars are very comforting that way.

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