I went over to my cousin’s house today. I do love her to pieces and am so glad they’ve moved here, although I still honestly don’t know why anyone would move here in purpose. Her brother (also my cousin, obviously) was here. I haven’t seen him in 40 years and then twice within about six months.
I was noticing how old he looked. Warren and I both commented later that he looked like he was close to 70. He is, in fact, only 58.
It just made me really thankful for my good genes. I’m 56 but hopefully I don’t look like I’m close to 70. Well, really, I hope I don’t look like I’m 56 either 😉