I remember my parents turning 70 and then 80. It seemed that they got slower but time passed more quickly.
I am trying to keep moving forward. But, generally, life in the first year of old age is for the birds. My mother told me that she didn't have wrinkles until after she was seventy. That was untrue but we nodded in affirmation anyway. I have a wrinkle near my eye that bothers me. I resorted to eye cream that is expensive. Such is life in the fast lane.
I might not blog as much as I used to but I am still researching and writing. What keeps you young?