Well, that was quick…
When I first heard The Beatles song as a wee 7 year old, “When I’m 64,” I thought 64 was was old, and ancient. In my small 7 year old world, I didn’t have to worry about 64 because that was a long way away.
Then I recall hearing it again in my 20s and a similar thought, that well, I don’t need to think about 64, because that’s a long ways off, and 30s and 40s…
When I turned 50, I thought, ummm,.WOW, that’s not so old now and in reality, it really is just around the corner but hey-ho, it’s getting alot closer….and the day arrived yesterday, and it, the number 64, arrived..I’m like, damn, this thing is moving fast, and now for the last 3rd of my life going to cherish even more so the gift of another day…there about 4-5 times from my 20s even up until 59, I didn’t my know if I would make to 64…that was always my benchmark, just make it to 64, and I have…and now life is more precious…but, more determined to make each day count…so, lastly, I am going to definitely eat the cake, and yes drink a glass maybe 2 or 3 of wine.
In the meantime, join me and singing….
…When I get older, losing my hair. Many years from now, Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine? If I’d been out till quarter to three, Would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I’m sixty four?…” 🎂 🍾🥂
So, each day, go Carpe that Diem of Yours.
She said What? A Blog 