Some days I feel “OLD”. Maybe it is because I recommitted to writing my blog and I am missing out on sleep, staying up late. Or maybe time is just going by and along with that comes age.
Things I’ve observed that let me know I’m sorta old…
Retirement. I think about that now and wonder how will I maintain my lifestyle in “retirement” or will I ever be able to afford to retire.
I worry about my kids and their lives. How will they make it? Will they be able to take care of themselves when I am gone.
Wrinkles and grey hair. No explanation needed. I’m just not ready to embrace the silver grey hair trend, so off to the colorist I go. And thinning hair…it is a good thing I had a lot of hair back in the day, now it is manageable.
As much as I love high heels, all of a sudden flats are looking real cute lately.
The body, hmmm lets just say there is a shift, and I am fighting it in every way I can…
The reading glasses, what an annoyance, I feel like I can’t move without them.
Young people, the 20 something year olds, like to explain things to me, information about social media, like snap chat or artists that I am not familiar with. Often times they share with me that I am older than their parents and that they have noticed that their parents are slowing down.
The little aches here and there, that I did not have before, like waking up in the morning and I have to stretch, just so I can get moving properly.
Makeup- it really is not an option. It is a mandate, at least lipstick, mascara and concealer.
And what is up with lotion, I am constantly slathering it on all day, I don’t remember doing that when I was “young”.
And lastly…sometimes I am in denial about this one, but I forget stuff, sometimes important things, like names of people that I should know, or a note in my calendar that I wrote and I have no clue what it is. Just writing in a real calendar, instead of my phone is old, lol.
But with all these reminders of aging, I will say along with the years, comes a certain confidence. An attitude where not much bothers you, your tolerance for BS is low, you know how to eliminate it from years of experience. I’m living an authentic life, just being real and embracing my path, stopping off here and there to explore.
How are you navigating the aging process? I’d love to know…