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Aging is beautiful. Some age beautifully. We don't look the same at 50 as we did at 20 and really, who wants to? We earn our wrinkles and our age spots. Too much sun and maybe too many worries, but we stay out of the sun and the worries resolve themselves over time. The wrinkles remind of when we laughed and cried from that laughter. The sun spots or age spots or just spots, came from a good time in the sun or laughing with a toddler when they first went to the ocean and felt the sand wash from under them.
What seems to get more beautiful as we age is our acceptance of what is and is not. We accept that we can no longer do cartwheels. . We no longer spend hours trying to fit into the latest fads of food or clothing. We know what works for us. We also know which people will bring drama and which peace and how to choose which when. We accept people for what they are, where they are.
The beauty of life is experience.
Thanks for the beautiful post. It was such a great way to start my morning. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm still in my 20s, but I worry almost as much as my mom does in her 50s. Lately I've been accepting the lumps and bumps in my thighs, changing what I can change through regular exercise, but accepting that I'll always be a curvy, pear-shape. I only hope that with experience and age I'll grow to love my body even more.
Hana, thank you for visiting and for your comment. Hope you come to realize you are beautiful despite or sometimes because of, our lumps and humps.
ReplyDeleteThat's right. Experience is what gives us confidence and that is what ages us gracefully - most of the time. Sometimes I wish I didn't gain so MUCH experience or bumps or bruises. But I sure am glad that I am not so impressionable as when I was younger! Thanks, Stella!
ReplyDeleteAmy, I am with you. I sometimes I wish I didn't have so much experience, especially in the bumps and bruises department. However, they are what make us who we are and as we age, we get to like ourselves more. At, least that is the plan.
DeleteI work with teens, so comparison is almost unavoidable. Thank you, Stella, for the reminder that ageing gracefully is beautiful. And also that I am much more willing to accept others for who they are.
ReplyDelete:) Laura
Laura, you have my prayers with your work with teens,and yes, that is when comparing is an art form. I think I have become more accepting of others as I age. Thanks for stopping by.
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