The title is a line from, The Cat in the Hat and Aging". Some of you may be familiar with that poem by Dr. Suess and others may want to look it up. I heard a lot of people say age is only a number, well the poem has a different conclusion. I am feeling a little like, "Old age can just kiss my ***', as stated in the poem.
I am coming to grips with my hair getting old. That may be the first thing some of you noticed but not me. My nails got older also but I thought that was some health issue and could be corrected. I also had some hair concerns and tried various remedies, but am now finally GETTING IT; things are getting old and the trend will continue AND it SUCKS. There are remedies for a lot of things but the cost and the trouble may make it unappealing, but I am thankful for remedies. A wig, fake nails are optional but hearing aid and canes or other aids may not be optional.
Some people may just float along this old age journey, but some of us mourn the passing of our former self and every aspect of our former self. What bothers you currently the most? Is it Hair, nails, teeth, eyes, ears, smell, mobility, driving? Does anything bother you at all?
The poem says it all, so you need to read it. I won't know what that is doing in a children's book. Oh My, they don't need to hear any of that yet.