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A friend asked me the other day if getting older bothered me ...

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old. I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

 

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Aging has never bothered me. I turned 50 last year and was like oh-well. I work with a lady who is having a fit she is 45...I am like get real would you really want to be 20 again I know I wouldn't. I have come to realize that I love me life at this stage and wouldn't want to go back through the drinking, college, dating crap again.
 

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As I am approaching 50 (next yr) have to say it is so true!!! I love this part of my life:D
 

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I truly enjoy the state of my life. The kids are adults and independent. We have put enough away that we don't have to work. That provides sooo much independence. Whatever we make now just adds to what we will be able to do when we do retire. Only one person is dependent on me, and she will be fine when I leave. I do what I want, when I want (except for what HK needs and might demand. But HK gives me reason to get out of bed in the morning, reason to come home from the office (DW works later than I), and so much joy from seeing her happy. She cares not if my pants are ripped, coffee has stained my shirt, or I haven't shaved. Fortunately, DW is coming around to that viewpoint also.<g>
 

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That is lovely. Being in the age group myself, I wore a favorite old pair of really baggy khakis to the grocery today and was quite content to do so. :)
 

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"We have put enough away that we don't have to work."

I'm jealous ! I'm not hard up but I will be working into my 70's ( God Willing ) if I am to maintain the lifestyle ( Nothing great but it makes me satisfied )

Well not jealous because if I didn't work then I would collapse into an alcoholic mire but I would rather spend the days playing with the dogs and horses ( maybe an hour or so for the cats in the evening ! )
 

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I want to work until I can't no more........It gives me a sense of purpose......That is just the way I am. I wouldn't want to retire.
 
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