I found this post a couple months ago, but have waited until now to share it. I saved it on purpose because in her poem, she is 51 years old, and this weekend I celebrate my 51st birthday. I too hope to be the “ninety-something grandma” in the nursing home who sits down to the piano and remembers the songs of her youth.
I have thought about this word many times in recent days. Longevity. I’ve often said I hope to be the ninety-something-year-old grandma playing the piano at the nursing home. My family usually chuckles or says, “I’m sure you will be!” Typically, we think of longevity in reference to long life. Obviously, I have no way […]
via Longevity — Piano Girl
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Hello. I am a joyful wife and mother of three, just turned loose the last of my little chicks, and getting ready to spread my own writing wings. Twenty-six years ago I earned a B.A. in English because my heart's desire was to write. Since that time I've worked as a teacher, musician, cleaning lady, tax professional, and artist, but never as a writer. In the past year, several friends have encouraged me to pick up the baton and run with it. By creating this blog, I took the first baby step toward becoming a published author. The journey will likely be longer than I can imagine, but it has finally begun, and that's all that matters.
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Happy Birthday! Thanks for sharing my poem. 😊
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Thank you! I love your poem and your story. 🙂
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