

tomorrow the Goddess turns fifty.
YEAH I am bothered, its all starting to fall in on me.
I have disliked every milestone. Twenty meant teen years were over.
Thirty meant another marker of age,I could not turn back time, I could not make my little girls babies again. Forty was kind of cool, I had a baby boy to mark time with. Fifty is one big jump, and once again I cannot turn back time.

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