I have been through several decades and I never really have thought of my age. Most women, so I am told, fret about the wrinkles and white or grey hair that they see. I see it as survival, as just how far I have managed to get. I look forward to many more decades, though statistics say I’m too optimistic on that one. I will be having a birthday in September and I look forward to be able to say; “Hey all you assholes that tried to destroy me, beat me down….. I am still HERE, Mother F*cker. And the best is; some of you are not.”