I will never forget the day I was throwing out the garbage and the girl upstairs, Nadine (who looks like a belly dancer and is 27 years old), runs down and grabs the pails from me and says 'Melody, you can't do this?" and I said: "and why not?" and she just looked at me and I knew she was going to say "because you're almost 60 and sick, etc.", but I had on my makeup and something quite sexy and she stopped in her tracks and I said "Now if you want to help me do the garbage pails, well, go ahead and grab that one and she burst out laughing".

She lost her mother many years ago to Creutzfeld Jacob disease (human form of Mad Cow) because her mom had had a cornea transplant and they think that is how she got it. I loved her mother and we helped each other, so now she sees me as the same age her mother would have been.

So now she wants to HELP me bring up parcels, and carry down my shopping wagon and she gets in that mode I look her dead in the eye and I go "Nadine, look at my earrings, aren't they adorable"? and she bursts out laughing and she goes "Melody, you are something, you'll never get old".

We laugh.

It's all in the mind (unless of course the body has other ideas)!!!

Mel