Layout made by LeandraI am a massage therapist/reflexologist for 27years, i am married to my hero and have 2 wonderful children and some great grandkids that make my life complete.Old ?The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was
taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction,
she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an
interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.Old age, I decided, is a gift. I am now, probably for the first time in my
life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I
sometimes
despair over my body-- the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, skin spots and bumps,
the sagging butt,etc. And often I am taken aback by that old person that
lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long. It's
God's plan for us.I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving
family
for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become more
kind
to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I
don't
chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or
for
buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avant
garde
on my patio. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I
have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they
understood the great freedom that comes with aging.Whose business is it if I choose to read until 4 AM, and sleep until noon?
I
will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50's, and if I at
the
same time wish to weep over a lost love, I will. I will walk the beach in
a
swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the
waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the
bikini set. Oh yes.. they, too, will get old.I know I am often forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as
well
forgotten -- and I eventually remember most of the important things. Sure,
over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when
you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet
gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and
understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile
and will never know the joy of being imperfect.I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and
to
have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So
many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could
turn
silver. I can say "no," and mean it. I can say "yes," and mean it. As you
get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other
people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right
to
be wrong.So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like
the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am
still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or
worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day !__________________________________
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