The Beautiful Kiss Of Reality
Well this truthful tale must begin at the beginning and that is with the packing of my suitcase and the swimsuit which went in it. Doesn't that one word just make you cringe.. .swimsuit . You see it was just a few weeks ago on a sunny and steamy day in Puerto Rico I put on my swimsuit in preparation for a seashore experience with my precious family. It was in that very life defining moment that as I turned around to look at myself in a full length mirror that I came to terms with this fact. I have never been more unattractive in a swimsuit and yet I have never felt better in one. With legs as white as alabaster from the knee up, cellulite visible on the upper thighs and a tummy that refused to cooperate with being sucked in, it all became quite apparent that I could either embrace my 60 year old body and live life to the fullest with this beautiful kiss of reality or I could hide out for 10 days in the dark, shuddering at how the years had suddenly crept upon me. You know you may b