Those surprised responses come less frequently, and I'm adjusting. Mostly now I get a smile and a nod, and perhaps the person will tell me their age in return. So what's that nagging little disappointment in my head? Have I attached so much value to "looking younger" that I get a pang when I appear my given age?
I don't promote lying about your age. But this is funny. |
Because we can change nothing but our own selves, I have found new ways to talk to myself about this. Here are seven ways I cope. I'd love to hear yours if this situation has come into your universe.
- I have seen about twenty-one thousand sunsets. Wow.
- When I am 70 (if I am so fortunate) I will say, "Damn I was hot at 60."
- My declining vision is not an all-bad thing.
- I will start saying I am 75 now, then wait for the reaction.
- You should see my brain - it's still fabulous and looks like Gisele Bundchen.
We have beautiful brains. Source. |
- Life events that would have knocked me over at 25 are now bearable. I go with the flow, I'm a willow.
- I am hot at 60, for as much as that matters. Sandy made me write this.
Stay fabulous at any age, and be sassy,
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