My tummy showing anymore… I don’t have anyone to impress and I’m surrounded by women with tummies, perhaps not just like mine, but tummies nonetheless.I’m now embracing my bodacious curvaciousness.
My age… Most of the time during my days I’m surrounded by grandmas with their granddaughter and grandsons… unless I go to downtown San Jose and am surrounded by chicas in form fitting garments; then I just sigh with contentment that I don’t care about my tummy showing anymore.
My skin… baby soft in the midst of so much humidity; my feet never looked so good.
My time… I have all day. I walk as slowly as anyone else cuz it’s too damn hot to do anything else!