How perverse that we’re made to feel bad for living long enough to age.
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I refuse to give others that power over me!
I plan to help redefine the concept of “old age”. But first of all, I’d like to rename it. I think I’ll call it “extreme adulthood”. http://mononewsblog.wordpress.com/2011/05/10/over…
Viva extreme adulthood!
Robin
Age is good
Age is strong and full of knowledge
Age is wisdom
Age is history
just knowing more about what’s happened on this planet is strength
I work with very young people
I’m amazed every day at their lack of attention and detail
I can’t believe how much they miss
I don’t miss a thing
So age is good for me