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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.
