I just said today that 2023 has been teaching me to accept my new normal. The aging process has brought about changes that I stubbornly try to ignore or deny. But this year I have slowly begun to conform to them.
My sister is eight years old older than I am, but she has aged harder. She falls often and painfully. I have fallen a few times, but only because I was active doing things like chasing chickens and got my legs tangled up in the chick fence. She falls Standing at the refrigerator. I think it might be harder on me to watch her age than it is to watch me age…
I have really pretty white curly hair now. I keep it long but wrapped up in a bun. I use less make up now, and lighter colors. I just bought my first container of wrinkle cream! And I’m more attentive to my skin care process. I’ve noticed that I have dryer skin than ever before in my life.
I actually think I am beautiful now. I never thought much of my looks except that I was plain or average looking. But as I aged, I have come into my Beauty.
Sometimes when I’m shopping, I’ll see blouse or a sweater that I think is adorable and then I realize that it’s too young of a fashion for me. Is there such a thing? Well personally for me there is.
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Pole bachit, a lis chuye.
The field sees, the forest hears
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