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catherinecherub
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Was sent this from a dear, old friend,
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my wonderful family for less grey hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself and less critical of myself, I've become my own friend. I do not chide myself for eating a cookie, or for not making my bed or buying that silly garden ornament that I didn't need. It looks great on the patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy and to be extravagant.
I have seen too many 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 4.00 am. and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's and 70's and if, at the same time, I wish to weep over a lost love .....I will.
I will walk on the beach in a swimsuit 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 jet set. They too will get old if they live that long.
I know I am sometimes forgetful But there again, some of life is best forgotten and I will eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How could your heart not break when you lose a loved one, when a child suffers or when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? Broken hearts are what gives us strength and understanding and compassion. I 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 turning grey, to have my youthful laughs to be forever etched in deep 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 easy to be positive because you care less about what other people think and you don't question yourself anymore. I have even earned the right to be wrong.
I like being old, it has set me free and I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever but while I am here I will not waste time by lamenting what could have been or worrying about what will be and I shall eat dessert every single day if I feel like it.
Hope this lifts your spirits if you are feeling down about those years creeping by,
Catherine.
I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my wonderful family for less grey hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself and less critical of myself, I've become my own friend. I do not chide myself for eating a cookie, or for not making my bed or buying that silly garden ornament that I didn't need. It looks great on the patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy and to be extravagant.
I have seen too many 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 4.00 am. and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60's and 70's and if, at the same time, I wish to weep over a lost love .....I will.
I will walk on the beach in a swimsuit 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 jet set. They too will get old if they live that long.
I know I am sometimes forgetful But there again, some of life is best forgotten and I will eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How could your heart not break when you lose a loved one, when a child suffers or when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? Broken hearts are what gives us strength and understanding and compassion. I 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 turning grey, to have my youthful laughs to be forever etched in deep 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 easy to be positive because you care less about what other people think and you don't question yourself anymore. I have even earned the right to be wrong.
I like being old, it has set me free and I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever but while I am here I will not waste time by lamenting what could have been or worrying about what will be and I shall eat dessert every single day if I feel like it.
Hope this lifts your spirits if you are feeling down about those years creeping by,
Catherine.
