This is an issue that I have currently been giving much thought to: AGING; as I have previously commented on a fabulous blog post by Leanne,
And I still have over half my life to live
Does aging make you older and wrinklier; or more self assured and confident? I have had an issue with accepting the fact that I am growing older, thinking that perhaps the best years of my life have passed me by; I’m 34 now, dreaded the day I turned 30 and the day came, I was fine- I realized the 30’s are where life really starts. When a person is in her 20s, she’s still trying to determine her real identity, when a person’s in her 30s, she already knows and its time to start living.
I still remember my Mom when she was my current age, and I was like 10. Now she’s 61, and I don’t believe it; where has time gone? She’s had a lot of life experiences, having had bougtt 2 houses in her lifetime before all hell broke loose and her daughter survived a car accident that put me in a coma for many months. I just cannot imagine how she felt, needing to be by my side when I lie comatose for over 2 months. I don’t have children, and can only empathize with the sadness that my Mom felt. The story ends well, God has allowed me to get well and to my ‘new normal’. I look at my resulting TBI as something that has merely shaped the person that I am, and not really a different life; each component of my entire life adds up to create the loving, compassionate person that I am. In my mother’s life, she has seen me and my brother live away from home on college campuses, graduate, get jobs in our respective careers and get married (something unfathomable for me, given the condition that I was in). She has traveled and seen Europe, been on cruises, goes to her Florida house all the time goes out with lots of friends while, currently still working. She has been through many life experiences.
That’s how life works, we all have good times and bad times, and aging is inevitable. It is the one guarantee in life (besides taxes), and I suppose I should embrace the wrinkles as proof of a long fulfilling life. So, thank you Leanne for helping me to see the beauty in aging and that I don’t need to be afraid of it.
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Thanks so much for the mention Danielle! An excellent read and yet another perspective! Every approaches it differently. you were saying how you realised life began at 30. My mum always said life began at 40 for her. We, girls had left home and she started to travel! I have never had that feeling! Everyday is life!