Originally Posted by clem55

I have laughed until the tears came. I am the youngest of four girls, and now the only one still living. I am 72. All I heard for years and years was "Wait until you are my age". I brezed along without changing at all, at least not much, until I hit 40, and it seemed like I aged 10 years in the first couple of months. I had what I called a blah look, like there was no life in my eyes . I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't figure it out until my sister pointed it out one day. Then I was told," Wait until you hit 50!!" The facial hair thing for me didn't start until I was about 65. It isn"t bad, , but it's there. I just shave that little mustach when necessary, and also the peach fuzz ids clipped close with scisdsors. It doesn"t grow back dark and stiff like a man's does. I tried the creams, but it caused me to have a bad rash, so that was out! But isnt life great? And where else can I find so many "sisters" to laugh about growing old with? I wish we could throw a big party and spend time together. People would probably look at us and think we were a bunch of crazy old ladies !!