Do you enjoy growing old or do you fight against it?

My body is a traitor. Doesn’t it know that I’m still 25 on the inside? I guess it didn’t get the memo that I’m not an old lady yet.
Apparently not because I can’t get up the stairs very well this week. I can’t get down the stairs either. I may have injured it but I can’t remember how. Two aging problems – injury and memory loss – have started already.
Knee and memory problems aside – I don’t mind getting older. However, I don’t like acting my age.I think I fight against the aging process a little bit. I’m not going to resign myself to the rocking chair yet. I can be silly for as long as I want. Old ladies can do what they want. They’ve earned the right to be themselves. So I will continue to age and do what I want. If I’m still dressing up like Wonder Woman at the age of 90, then so be it. It’s this old lady’s prerogative.
If I’m lucky, then I’ll get to dance like these lovely ladies.