I'm such a girl
I saw an old couple walking down the street today. They were holding hands and chatting away. It was nice to see. They had to be in their 70s, but they were walking briskly and looking cool and fit in their sunglasses and (unmatched, thank the Lord) jogging suits.They looked like they could have been one of the professional twenty- and thirty-something couples who live in my town, like maybe they didn't know that they were supposed to be old. A lot of the older people who I see are slow to get around and look as though each day is another burden. Not these two.
I know that this is mushy, but I hope that in fifty years, when I'm their age, I can walk down the street holding someone's hand, looking like life is a pleasure and not a trial.
