“The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,but true beauty in a Woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows.” – Audrey Hepburn
I turned 55 years old last June 14. A long time ago, I thought 55 years old was dreary and old. I guess the saying is true that “It`s not how old you are, it`s how you are old.” I have never been happier in my life. My daughters are adults and paving their way to financial independence and being away from their mom and dad. (Secretly I want to be a grandma but I can’t force them). My husband is sweet , loving and annoying on certain occasions. It’s great to have glorious friends to laugh out loud on a balmy afternoon.
It’s wonderful to find meaning in my life. Life is good. I continue to discover something new and exciting each day. I cannot imagine myself just cooped at home with no cause. I like the causes I am passionate about: my citizen media , discussing issues about women and society and just being a blogger.
Yes, I am having the time of my life. I believe that nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. One grows old by deserting our ideals. Indeed, years may wrinkle my skin, but to give up my passions will wrinkle the soul.
I continue to take care of myself so that love overflows and I pour that love to those causes and advocacy close to my heart. Affirmations are good for me. It can be as simple as “Dear me” and patting myself on the back.
Now is my time to fly and flaunt on whatever I’ve got , get out of my comfort zone and continue to explore the beauty of life.
Beauty is the best possible version of yourself on the inside and out.