Somewhere in my mind there's still a very young person lurking. It screams at me from time to time, wanting to get out! It whispers secrets in my ears and it tricks me into doing things the older person's body can't do anymore. The Younger me in my mind wants to play, laugh, and be fun. But the Old me wants to be careful, be quite, and don't draw attention . The young me looks in the mirror and sees an image of my grandmothers body with bloated tummy, sensitive bones, wrinkles, age spots, cellulite and lose skin looking back. The young me tries to keep up with the granddaughter while running, jumping, and keeping up. But the Old me is scared she might get hurt when she falls. The young me still wants to feel attractive to her husband and not let the Old me scare him away.
Somewhere in my mind there's still a very young person lurking, waiting to get out.