Old

“I look old,” said the woman, as she glanced in the mirror, trying to cover the wrinkles with make-up.

“You’re not old, Mama,” said the younger woman, “those lines represent all the times you have laughed and smiled.”

“I feel old,” said the woman, as she struggled to lift herself out of the chair.

“You’re not old, Grandma,” said the child, “you’re just tired after playing tag with me today — and you won!”

“I sound old,” said the woman, as her voice shook when she spoke.

“You’re not old, GG,” said the young teenager, “none of my friends’ great-grandparents know the lyrics to all the latest songs like you do!”

“I AM old!” exclaimed the woman, as she gazed at the candles blazing atop the cake in front of her.

“Yes! You are 100 years old! Happy Birthday to you…” sang four generations of the woman’s family.