Sexy is in the eye of the beholder.
True enough. But as we age, things change. Sometimes it seems like things are changing more quickly than I can process. It’s the physical imperfections that come with aging that make it difficult for me. I want my face to stay smooth! My hair used to be thicker and it’s getting more and more difficult to keep the underside of my upper arms taut. Like I said, it’s difficult.
On the other hand, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life worrying about the lines on my face and the changes in my body so incessantly that it dulls my happiness and robs me of my joy. So, I have to come up with a plan. Of course, I should fight the clock with the foods that I eat and the way that I move. And you can bet I’ll do about anything this side of surgery to put off the inevitable. But in the end, we’re all going to age. If I’m lucky, I’ll live to be a ripe old age and I’ll look as old as the hills when I do.
I imagine myself in the future as a wrinkled old woman who doesn’t look anything like the younger me and I try to believe that by then my focus will have shifted and my attention will be flowing in another direction. Maybe then I’ll be free of the dread I feel now when I notice yet another reminder that I’m aging. Maybe by then my world will be unencumbered by the distraction of how I look to other people.
Maybe it’s okay to go down fighting for our youth – as long as we also find the time to start accepting the older versions of ourselves.
Does anyone feel like I do? Or maybe you are more enlightened and balanced than I. Either way, we would love to hear your thoughts about wherever you are in the aging process. Let’s all be in this together!
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