I have a friend who is just a few years older than me and she and I were talking about our dreams and what we’d like to do with this second half (or 1/3) of our life now that our kids are older. She expressed a little bit of angst at the thought that she might be too old, and there won’t be enough time to accomplish everything she hopes to do with her dream of restyling clothing. And it’s not that she thought she was going to die any time soon, she was more concerned about ‘how will I feel, when I’m older?’ Will I have less spunk than I would have had I unearthed my dream in my thirties? And for a moment,her anxiety became infectious. After all, there are no guarantees how anyone is going to feel as they age upwards into their sixties and seventies. But, I quickly got to thinking that ten years is all you need. I know, in my personal life anything I’ve done for a long time usually phased out after ten years. That’s about the extent of where my interest lies, unless of course, it’s profitable and the motivation moves me to continue on and be more successful. Ten years. That’s doable and within reason. She took great comfort in my wisdom and found it to be just what she needed to keep her feeling hopeful and positive about working toward making that dream come true. It’s something she’s wanted to do forever and there really is time for it to happen. We are all going to be here anyway (hopefully), aging gracefully, we might as well be busy, beautiful, mature people with a mission and a dream to accomplish. What are you hoping for? What is your dream? It’s not too late to make it happen. And that dream we are busy accomplishing may be just what we need to keep us young.
Raise your Glass to aging with sass and working toward that dream. Don’t let it go this time!
Aging-I’m now 48…on March 27th, another year clicked into place for me. This number-48, of all the years in this 4th decade, has had the biggest affect on me. I love my forties, don’t get me wrong, but now I’m edging towards 50 and I can’t help but feel a little trepidation about it. In just this last year I’ve noticed changes in my face-subtle ones, but changes no less. My hair is getting whitish gray in spots and my waist is getting bigger (rats), my joints are achy as hell and I’m feeling just a tad melancholy. Okay, I hear that fifty is the new forty, but I guess I can’t believe that until I see it. (In no hurry!) Christie Brinkley was asked how she keeps her face so young looking (I’m convinced it’s Photoshop) and she was quick to say, “Exfoliate! I’m always exfoliating my face!” So, there you have it. I’m going to go out and get myself some fine grit sandpaper. Let the exfoliation begin. 🙂
Books-The other day I realized books are one of those things I truly love the most, and I really, really would have a seriously difficult time of it if I had to live without them. I’m always reading something. I have been devouring books a lot lately and making frequent trips to the library, too. Just this month I finished three books and I’m onto my next book. I think my husband is jealous. I don’t hold him like I hold a book. Lol…
Things I wish someone would have told me when I was younger: Okay all you young women reading this…pay attention because I’m giving this advise to you as a gift. (If you are a guy reading this, pass it on to your young daughters). No one told me these things when I was a young girl-put a high SPF sunblock on your face every day and also put sunblock on your neck and upper chest that is exposed when you wear tops. Also, rub some sunblock into the tops of your hands….religiously. You won’t regret it. If you heed these little nudges of wisdom, they may very well save you from having a really jiggly turkey neck when you reach late middle age. You might also avoid having a sun damaged leather neck. When you are thinking about how a tan makes you look lovely now, remember that when you reach middle age (and believe me, it gets here faster than you can even imagine), and the elements of your beauty you are taking for grated now begin slipping away, in the course of frantically grasping to get them back, you don’t want to deeply regret all the sun worshipping you did in the past because you now look like an iguana. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
My blog crush for the week is Advanced Style . It must be the whole getting older thing, but this young, handsome guy who writes this blog has a thing for older women and he scours the streets of Manhattan looking for interesting, beautiful, stylish old women and he snaps their photos and blogs about them. Love this guy. He’s helping me in my uneasiness about saying farewell to youth. I do want to be a lovely old crone and I will….I will be lovely, you wait and see. (I’ll blog about it in 10 years.)
A good movie-A dear friend took me to see the new film Jane Eyre this week for a birthday treat. I read the book and loved it, and I was so pleasantly surprised to see this film did not disappoint. It was true to the story line, (in fact, it was almost like the director was inside my head when I was reading it and saw these scenes just as I did!), had beautiful cinematography and Jane was oh-so-plain. It made me cry at scenes….it was so very touching. Mr. Rochester was sexy and irresistible, just like he was in the book. If you are a Jane Eyre fan, or a lover of Gothic literature this really should be a ‘must see’. Treat yourself to some overpriced buttered popcorn and soda and settle into a comfy theater seat for a real visual treat.