Today is my last year in my forties. Aging is not for the weak, it can show you your past, your present and a glimpse into your future in ways you never imagined.
It teaches you to find kindness towards yourself, and reminds you of past joys, suffering, and everything in between.
I have been trying to fight it, kicking and screaming all the way down the aging tunnel with nails scratching down the invisible wall of decent, by getting Botox & fillers.
The texture of my hair has changed, my body is showing signs of aging, and my face has more wrinkles than not, honestly it is painful to see, I guess the good part of your sight worsening, is that it makes it more difficult to see in the mirror.
Part of me feels the desire to lean into it, by not coloring my hair any longer, giving up on Botox and going “au naturel”, then panic sets in and I think it is too soon to give up on whats left of my youth, but my youth seems to be running out on me.
Then I remind myself, that most important thing to keep in mind, is that I am healthy, pain free and with sound mind, and I am thankful for that. For these things I consider the most important and valuable in life, no amount of money could buy.
I want to focus on the growth of my soul and not what the mirror or what anyone else thinks of the exterior.