Where Did 60 Go?

Today is my birthday. I was born 61 years ago. When I celebrated my birthday last year I thought I was turning a momentous page in my life. I was entering a new decade and was glad I was healthy and able to take on anything. I wanted to be just like the female celebrities that I saw on television who embraced their age. And why not? I'm at a point in my life where I'm secure in who I am. I have a lot of confidence in me. When asked, I always give my correct age. No secrets there. I was starting another era in my life. But, where did it all go? The last year passed so quickly and I have very little remembrance of it. It was a sad year for me, actually. I took care of my father (whom I loved) and was there when he passed away. As sad as I was (and am, sometimes) I have to remember that this was a natural passing of time just like turning 60 was. I think I was very internal last year. I kept a lot of feelings inside. I talked to myself when I was alone (and apparently while out in public) and I ate foolishly. I am an emotional eater. I left no M and M alone. I sought them out. But things have to change for me. And I have to bring on this change. Today I looked at several pictures taken of me during the last year. Who is that old woman in the picture staring back at me? What have I become? What have I ALLOWED myself to become? And all along I didn't know it. 60 is over. 61 is here. And I will do things differently. And today I am going to Disney World to celebrate.