Monday, July 6, 2009

Peter Pan dreams, by Megan Marie

Is there a difference between "growing up" and "growing old"?
I think so.

I am excited to grow old with grace. I watch women who have passed through the different stages of life to become true angels. This appeals to me.

I am not, however, fond of the idea of growing up. If that makes any sense at all. I cannot picture myself with the stern expressions of my Grandmother. I could never turn up my nose to tree-climbing or sneaking into abandoned buildings.
Today I brought home a stray, very pregnant cat. My Grandmother would have gasped in horror. My husband sighed, but he let me take her in.

More of my posts here.

No comments: