Okay… there are more lines on my face than a few years ago. And I’ve got more gray hair (or I would if I didn’t color it as often as I do). I get out of bed most mornings more gingerly than days gone by. I’m sometimes forgetful. I don’t wear a swim suit anymore… unless I go to a water aerobics class with close friends. I’ve become vigilant when it comes to chin hairs. I grumble, when others bend in my yoga class. My body certainly has more aches and pains now than it did before. And I have parts that need fixing. That said… I’m 60, and life is good!
Sixty years has earned me autonomy to do what I like and be who I am. I now do more of what I want to do than what is expected of me or from me. And I like it a lot! I do find that my mirror isn’t always my friend. And that I may even have a bad day now and again. But I’m me… and I’m happy. I’m 60, and life is good!
I’ve finally grown into this skin lined with experience. If I want to go to lunch with friends or just putter in the house all day, I do. If I don’t want to do laundry, I don’t. If I want to eat ice cream, I do. If I don’t want to workout, I don’t. Don’t get me wrong, I take care of myself… I’d like to make 90 after all. I hear it’s the new 75. It’s just that I now know what’s important. I know who’s important. I take more time for me. I’m less critical of myself. And it sure does feel good to be me. I’m 60, and life is good!
I love my friends. I love my family. And my grandchildren have wrapped their little arms around my heart. But, I love me too. And this life will not be left with regrets. I spend time with my grandchildren… whether it’s watching a soccer game, making mud pies or reading a story. I listen. And I hear. I cherish every moment. I treasure each date spent with friends… especially my girlfriends. I continue to learn new things… like this silly game of golf, but we’ll save that for another blog. I relish shared moments and laughter with my husband. And I now rarely worry about what will be. Rather, I enjoy what is. I’m a big believer in postive energy and try to surround myself with it. I especially love my “me” time. I never want to look back to say I wish I had done more of this, or less of that. There will be no regrets in this life… I’m sixty, life is good and I’ve earned it.