Saturday, March 22, 2008
My sister? 53?
Was it 3 years ago already? I suppose it must have been! I was working in Lower Manhattan and just started walking to a card shop to get a birthday card for my sister Jackie’s 50th, when it just hit me. I can’t have a sister who is about to turn 50! That would mean that I’m going to turn 50 soon. Well, she did indeed turn 50, and all too quickly, I did also, shortly followed by my cousin Lorraine. But this is worse, somehow.
As I was buying yet another card for her today, I was thinking that there's something very wrong with me having a 53 year old sister and all this numbers and counting thing has just got out of hand. Not that I favour the only real alternative, you understand, but it is wrong. Somehow I can handle 50, but 53 sounds too much older to actually be right. But nobody is going to jump out of a closet and yell that we've been punk'd. There are no hidden cameras filming a great cosmic joke. This is really happening!
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As I was buying yet another card for her today, I was thinking that there's something very wrong with me having a 53 year old sister and all this numbers and counting thing has just got out of hand. Not that I favour the only real alternative, you understand, but it is wrong. Somehow I can handle 50, but 53 sounds too much older to actually be right. But nobody is going to jump out of a closet and yell that we've been punk'd. There are no hidden cameras filming a great cosmic joke. This is really happening!
