People Who Say Its A Long Story,

Age Is Just A Number, Not A State Of Mind Or A Reason For Any Type Of Particular Behaviour.

She Couldn't Remember The Last Time She Hugged Someone, Really Hugged Someone.

She Needed To Talk, She Needed To Cry, She Needed To Vent All Her Frustrations And Disappointments.

She Didn't Feel Thirty. But Then Again Again, What Was Being Thirty Supposed To Feel Like? When She Was Younger, Thirty Seemed So Far Away, She Thought That A Woman Of That Age Would Be So Wise And Knowledgeable, So Settled In Her Life With A Husband And Children And A Career. She Had None Of Those Things. She Still Felt As Clueless As She Had Felt When She Was Twenty, Only With A Few More Gray Hairs And Crow's Feet Around Her Eyes.

She Had Been Given A Wonderful Gift: Life. Sometimes It Was Cruelly Taken Away Too Soon, But It's What You Did With It That Counted, Not How Long It Lasted.