Have you noticed how we are all on some kind of mission for perpetual youth? Of course you have, its such a part of everyday life for us, constantly being bombarded with adverts of how to keep skin looking fresh, the latest thing that prevents wrinkles and offers to join the gym for the perfect body etc etc.
Now, I am someone who likes to make the most of myself but it is such an unnatural and unhelpful pressure for us all to keep up with. It also creates a very derogatory message that unless you look ‘beautiful’ on the outside you don’t quite measure up. What a dreadfully sad message that is and so wrong.
In February I reached my mid forties, 45 years old! I really do struggle to believe that I have reached this age so quickly which I know we all seem to experience, but its got me asking all kinds of questions about how I’ve lived my life so far and what I want from the rest of my life.
What I do realise now is the way I look is not as important as I used to think. The amount of time I spent at the gym or some other activity along with denying myself all kinds of foods that I loved just so I felt good about myself externally was crazy, and it didn’t make me happy with myself on the inside.
I was looking on social media about 2 years ago, and I found this fantastic quote
‘Do not begrudge getting old, it is a privilege denied to many’
Wow – that struck me so deeply. We all worry about our cellulite, wobbly tummy and all the rest of it when in reality what on earth does any of that matter if we’re not here to enjoy it. I’m pretty sure that when we are in our last moments we won’t be worrying about how good we looked or didn’t look, but about how well we loved and were loved.
Please hear what I’m saying in this, Im not suggesting we shouldn’t look after ourselves or go to the gym or make an effort to look good, but when that desire takes over and becomes your main motivation above everything else, it really is unhealthy. Life is for living, not constantly being unhappy with different parts of our appearance that we want to change. If we all spent as much time trying to get our hearts right as we do with the way we look what an amazing change there would be in the world.
I really am enjoying getting older. I don’t always like the wrinkles I see in the mirror, but I do like understanding myself and being so much more content with who I am and not constantly comparing myself to others. I like who I am. That doesn’t mean I don’t have down days, upsets with Mr H, the children or anyone else. It doesn’t mean I spring out of bed everyday or that there aren’t things that I want to work on in myself. It means I am becoming more and more content as time passes.
What I’m trying to say is I believe the best is yet to come. Instead of worrying about how we look and longing for the days we had that beautiful beach body and no wrinkles, lets get hold of who we are now and all the wisdom we have acquired. Lets embrace getting older, the gift that it is, and enjoy it!
What are your thoughts about getting older? It would be so great to have some feedback on the blog.
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