The Joy of Life is Ageless

My sister and I sat in the lovely outdoor setting of the Carlsbad Inn in California gazing at the flowers and enjoying lively music from the sixties.

Suddenly, a woman with grey hair who looked to be about 75 rounded the corner. Her bright pink shirt covered her protruding tummy as she swayed from side to side to the music. She walked/danced in rhythm with the beat as she made her way to her family gathered on the lawn under the umbrella. The look of joy on her face captivated me and drew me to her charm.

Age gave her freedom. She no longer felt she had to had to hold in her stomach in or worry about six pack abs. She was free to move, free to express and share the joy of life in a charming dance.

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