the tears i’ve dropped
to be part of
the way you can’t stop
ever wonder if it’s all for you
the world i love
the trains i hopped
to be part of
the wave can’t stop
come and tell me when it’s time to
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I’m turning 50, and I’m luvin’ it!!
Not only am I NOT dreading it, I’m embracing it!! It’s to the point where recently I’m taunting/daring/wanting anyone & everyone to ask me my age … go ahead, lol! I haven’t felt as healthy in my life, I feel vibrant & strong, got plenty spring chickenĀ zip in my step and not a single person I know who turned fifty could say the same, nor did they indicate being excited ’bout it either … in fact, I’ll match up my 50 year-old Ken-Ken playing, 8K running, BBQ-ing/grilling, Vitamixing skinny-ass against the lot of you!! And yes, I’m being premature by a month with my 50giddiness … like I said, I have zip, lol!
My official 50 year-old pics (don’t know what it is, it’s not that I’m unhappy with the pics, I’m not – just can seem to get the lighting to co-operate, and I’m not happy about that, despite my efforts trying to correct it) … and don’t give me grief I’m not quite there yet, it’s MY blog … indulge me … lemme enjoy each and every day getting there … one more month baby, one month!!
… as for my present: (come back strong with) 50 belly dancers … can’t stop addicted to the shindig …
can’t stop addicted to the shindig
choose not a life of imitation
distant cousin to the reservation
go ask the dust for any answers
come back strong with 50 belly dancers
can’t stop the spirits when they need you
this life is more than just a read through