Dance Like You Mean It

I’ve always thought age is just a number, insignificant but for it’s measure of another leg of life’s journey. I am amazed that people worry constantly about getting older and can't imagine a time when physical reality will catch me. I still dream of the future and dance my way through life. When I was a little girl, I dreamed of being a ballerina, a veterinarian and for a brief time, even an astronaut. I'm not any of those things yet I never could have imagined a life as rich as mine. I still enjoy spontaneous dancing to the latest pop music, I like to watch Disney movies, I laugh out loud without abandon when something tickles my funny bone. Even as my body ages, I still feel like the same young woman who met prince Charming, got married and lived happily ever after. I admit I am startled when the young bag boy at the grocery store calls me ma’am or I catch a glimpse of my face in an unflattering light that shows my wrinkles. I have many responsibilities to remind me daily that I’m an adult, but inside I’m still young and free. Perhaps eventually I’ll feel my age, but for now I’m content dancing.