Good morning, buenos dias my old ladies, viejitas 🤓
A new year means a new wrinkle and that is okay. I am 70 and I am still alive and kicking. This morning I am listening to music, the Oldies. I love that music. It is the best. Hey, some of my old lady friends, amigas, might not agree and that is okay. You have the freedom to choose your own rhythm. Whatever makes you sing and dance.
Aging can have its ups and down. UPs—I can still dance and sing. I am not a professional dancer or singer but in my own kitchen, cocina, I am a pro. No critics in my cocina. I just let my corazon listen to the rhythm and my feet take over. Music is my medication for living. Try it my old amigas.
I believe that our road map of our existence are our beautiful wrinkles. Aging is not for wimps. We need guts to accept our wrinkles. It is our sad and happy wrinkles. Don’t be a wimp! Stand up and shout—Yes/Si I have wrinkles and I am proud! Dance, dance my old lady friends, amigas.
Peace & Love
Your old lady friend, amiga, chingona,
M 🤓
