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The Flirty, Feisty, Fifties
It is in my 50’s that I have finally discovered the joys of Flirting. Flirting with Life!
Whoever told you that the 20’s were the much-awaited “coming of age” were wrong. And how!
Take it from someone who has lived through five decades and is excitedly nudging the next.
At 21 I was a vacuous-faced pretty young thing with a nonsensical, fairy-tale idea of life. Having weathered many typhoons and been flattened breathless by the hurricanes of real life, I have finally emerged from the constrictions of life’s chrysalis into the freedom of the Fifties. My multi-hued butterfly wings are dappled with lived-through experiences, and my curious antennae are eager to fly off into the unknown.
Can you even begin to imagine the freedom I now…
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