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It's hard to be a 95 year old in a far younger body.

I know they say women get old and men gain distinction as they age. I think it's distinction across the board.

The biggest thing about my appearance and aging is I worry that I will look "hard." or Mean. A life of determination and focus seems to become etched on some faces. I want so badly to look happy--the consequence of years spent in laughter and joy.

Your blog picture, for example, embodies the smiling face I hope to have some day.

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