LIFE AT IT BEST

Getting older, I decided, is a gift

For all of you that have been with me over the past few years, will know that I have endured a lot of challenges and heartbreaks, struggles and tough times. And you will also know that at this point in my life, I have come through on top, and I am at my happiest ever.

This email was sent to me, and brought tears to my eyes as it both described my life and me now

I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. I sometimes despair over my body, the wrinkles, the grey hair and the baggy eyes (suitcase). And often I am taken aback by that older person that lives in my mirror, who looks like my mother (not by all means a bad image, grateful), but I don't agonise over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family or my experiences for less grey 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 hide 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 avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, 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 or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon?
I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 & 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love .. I will.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember 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 somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength, 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 enough to have my hair turning grey, and to have my youthful laughs and sorrows be forever etched into grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver

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 getting old. It has set me free. I like and love the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time anytime on what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day. (If I feel like it)

I once read,
Courage is all that stands between the person we are, and the person we are actually meant to be.


NEVER BE AFRAID PEOPLE, EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON THAT WILL LATER BE REVEALED