Getting Old Blessing or Curse

Today I'm sitting down in my campsite enjoying a beautiful Sunny morning. Listening and watching my niece and her son play talk and interact with us it makes me glad I'm the age i am. I get up go to work, get in the kayak work the garden and be one with the outside. Then I stretch and my muscles hurt, stand still and the back goes out and climb the stairs and me joints ache but the kids come over we have a beer and all is good. I've been all over North America, been to Britain seen the sun set in the Grand Canyon and watch a whale from a boat not too bad for a 50 something. What I find the hardest thing about being old is saying good bye, to a mother and father in law, best friends parents, my Dad, his older sins and mow last night we heard of the passing of his best friend and our cousins Dad. Would I trade this age do I want to be 20, 35 or 16 ? No I don't think so, I'm happy being who I am and the age I am . Besides there aren't much options I'm stuck here so I might as well buckle up and enjoy the ride