Life is what one makes it to be. It’s not hard to sit around and feel sorry for yourself. It’s much easier to accept who you are and go with it.
Musings of an aging wannabe flower child living on the Delmarva Peninsula.
I am plus-sized – OK, maybe a bit bigger than plus-sized;
I have stretch marks, My tummy jiggles and My tits sag;
I’m still interested in Sex – Just others may not be interested in sex with me;
My once long dark hair is totally grey, although still long;
I am an orphan – Both my Mom and Dad have died;
I am a moderate liberal;
And I love where and who I am.