A Time to Laugh

A grandchild’s observation, “Mom-mom, your belly is squishy…” A memory that seems to be on permanent leave… A heart that needs monitoring… A sandwich generation who deals with stinky laundry on one end and toe fungus on the other. A body likened to a leaky tent… Friends and family that keep you laughing and leaking… It’s all part of becoming a quinquagenarian—that magical, problematic age between fifty and sixty. Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. (Proverb