On this cold December morning, I took a walk and reminisced over my 55th year.
In a few days it will be a new year, and I will be another year older.
Yes, I am listening to Yacht Rock now “because it doesn't remind me of anything” as the late great Chris Cornell would say.
Photos by Jane Deegan and lyrics by Steve Winwood. While you see a Chance.
In the end all we have is ourselves.
Be kind to that person
No filters or makeup (little if any) because I am nowhere close to 25, 35 or even 45.
We all age if we are lucky. Not everyone makes it this far
Soon I will be blessed to have completed another year around the sun.
No need to print lyrics. If school subjects were taught with songs I’d have been a straight A student. A child of 60”s I yam I yam. May 2025 bring more confidence to you . I will continue to follow your stories.
I am always reminded that not everyone lives this long. Just walking through our local church and their are gravestones from people who only made it to 43 and 45. There is always something to be grateful for. Happy Birthday for Wed Jane x