Denial

I know that many people have a hard time with getting older and I used to think that I was NOT one of those people. I thought that I was comfortable with my age.
A couple of weeks ago I realized that there must be something way down deep inside of me that was not ok with my age. On 3 different occasions (in about a 2 week period) I had to give my age and without thinking each time I replied 31. The third occasion happened in Will's presence and he gently reminded me that I was 31 last year and am now 32. I was honestly confused and had to think about the year I was born and 2010 and do the math.... and I'm 32. I had completely forgotten about my last birthday back in July. I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old?
Yesterday I received another reminder that I am getting old. Well, at least older. I was in a store looking for some new shoes to replace my beloved worn out black ballet flats. Only two pairs of shoes caught my eye and I was surprised and very worried because both pairs were NATURALIZERS!!! I am getting old!!! What's next??? Soft Spots or SAS???
I quickly left the store and decided that I should shop around some more before I buy new shoes. It now feels like a really big, possibly life-altering decision. I'm at a crossroad. If I do decided to get the Naturalizers there may be no going back. It could be downhill from here on out. Am I really ready for that?
Maybe I'll just keep my old shoes for a little while longer.