As previously stated, I am 31 years old. Yes, old. It gets under my skin when people announce their age as "blah-blah years young." I know, seems a silly thing to be irritated with,but, we grow older chronologically, not younger. I don't care if you are 40 years old and feel like you are 20, you are 40 years OLD, not, young. It is a shame that we are so obsessed with staying young and trying to live forever. I know that I will not live forever, and, frankly unless all the people I loved were going to live forever too, I wouldn't want to. I think that we need to focus more on expending energy making our moments wonderful and as full as possible than spending time worrying about getting older. When I look in the mirror, there are quite a few more grey hairs than there were 10 years ago. There are more lines and wrinkles that there used to be. However, I know that with those grey hairs and little lines came life experiences. I know that those lines around my mouth have deepened the most in the last 5 years because I got to become a mother. I also know that some of the furrows in my brow came from the same place. Because it doesn't matter what anyone says about being a mother. It is the hardest job that I have ever had to do. It is a test everyday. My Bean drives me crazy, but, I love him more than I have ever loved anything in the whole wide world. His father and I are going through a rough time right now. And that is contributing to more grey hair, but, we are also both growing in our relationship from it. We are living in separate houses, but, we are still living our lives together. In the time that we have been apart I have realized that I do not want to live the rest of my life without this man.
So, for now, I'll leave you with these words.....
Love each other and live every moment to the fullest.
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