On my Profile page, you will see a painting of me from a photo taken when I was a tender 23. If you kind squench up your eyes, I don't look that much different today as I did then. But, all of my young life, I thought that I was very unattractive. Not a single date in high school. My parents PAID for someone to take me to my senior prom. I had my first real relationship during my sophomore year at Howard University.
I did marry at age 26, after only two prior boyfriends, while coming of age during the "Sexual Revolution" and "The Age of Aquarius". You know, love, love, love - FREE LOVE WITH ANYBODY AND EVERYBODY! But I never believed that I was good-looking enough to participate in all of that extra lovin'. In retrospect, I did have my fair share of guys after me during the 70s. But they scared me to death - the result, I found out much later, of several childhood traumas.
Now, all of that changed in my 40s. You could not tell me that I wasn't the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world. (OK, except for Halle Berry - let's keep it real, Girl!) I don't know where this new attitude of mine came from - maybe because I was finally comfortable with who I was. I was not going to get any cuter and my body was what it was - for better or worse. And, it seemed that once my own mind changed, the world's perspective of me changed also.
After becoming single again, dating younger men never entered my mind. Many of my girlfriends, who had remained single during my 20 year marriage, kept insisting that it was quite the experience. But, once a again, this was another area where I felt that I couldn't compete. But at age 48 (see my "Me One" Profile ) photo, I hooked up with a "trainee", 16 years my junior. When he first saw me, he thought I was in my mid-30s and he thought that I was so sexy! When I promptly made him aware of my correct age, HE FELL IN LOVE WITH ME! I cared deeply for him, but I held the relationship at arms length, knowing that this was not going to work in the long run. Two years in the love match, I was still feeling good about myself, but I was aware that was going to change when I was 70......and he was 54.....OH, HELL, NAW!! We were doing pretty good until he got very confused and presented me was a diamond and platitum engagement ring for Y2K!! Needless to say, I "weaned" his fine ass off of me a few months later. Bless his heart! (He did call me yesterday, wanting to see me.....Don't hate!
They say that 60 is the new "middle-age" which used to start at 40. I've got to agree since my parents are still here, at age 81 and 88 - and they are supposed to be "Senior Citizens". I think Denny's better raise its Senior Grand Slam Breakfast age of eligibility 75!!
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posted by zxmantor
Here's wishing a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY to one of my oldest and dearest friends! You are truly the meaning of "It Just Gets Better With Time". Stay strong, my friend, and know that you and the children have my continued support in this legal fight to get justice for my old friend and bandmate. You will always remain in my prayers. Take care of your health.
Much Love Always......
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posted by divabird
It seems it was just yesterday, that you wanted to kick my ass for some sassy "I'm from New York-type comment" Luckily Cookie pulled you away! It is one hell of a miracle that we have gotten this far. Imagine that first day we freshmen walked into Ira Aldridge Theater as the upperclass folks were rehearsing "Simply Heavenly". Well, look into your mind's eye, you'll see there are a lot of empty spaces--Eileen, Charley Brown, Mike Malone, teacher Vera Katz, to name just a precious few.
Well, to quote a song, we've been "through the fire, through the rain. . . .". We have managed to come out of a whole lot of agita, grief, sorrow, but yet we have had a GOOD TIME. We have gotten another sign to pursue our Golden Girls dream--another friend has the TUSCANY LUST. We are going to make it.
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