Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
At eighty years of age I absolutely know that there are more years behind me than there are before me. Of course, I think of the past – mainly the ‘What-ifs’. Of course there’s nothing I can do to change what happened and, truthfully, I wouldn’t change anything. As I said in a previous post, I learn something new every day and look forward to learning something new tomorrow and all of my tomorrows!
This has been a very short blog post – lucky readers!
Here are some photos of me to prove what I’ve said:
Me, at about two.Me, at about four with my sister, Judy. The photo has gone through a lot!Me on the left, Judy on the right and my dad in the middle. I was about 12.Me at 16, in Le Touquet where I spent a whole 2 months with a French family.Me at 21 with my daughter – in Kensington Gardens.Me, at about 40 with my brother-in-law at one of Angela’s Christmases.Me, at 53-ish with my grand-daughter and her dad.Me in my 60’s.Me, in my seventies.Me, in my 81st year!
I have reached the grand old age of 82 now. Until the mid 90’s I was a teacher, then a dealer in antiques and collectables which I loved! When I retired to the seaside I started a website selling antique and vintage games and wooden jigsaw puzzles. Now, I'm spending my time blogging and making oil paintings as well as looking after my very spoiled dog, Lola.
White Haired Woman 
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