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Thread: As we age.....

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    Member PensyDutch's Avatar
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    Indeed, as we age we do become more comfortable with life. I received this by e-mail and want to share the words..

    I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I have 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 don'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 then sleep til noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50's or 60'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 forgotton. 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 get hits 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 turn grey, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. As I grow older, 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.

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    beautiful & soo true
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    REally enjoyed that read. Thanks so much.

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    Love it, so true! Thanks for writing that.

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    Bravesimo !!!!!!!!! Well said. Thanks for sharing.

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    I don't mind getting old. . . .what are the choices??

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    Amen. Used to have an elderly gentleman at one of the places I worked when I was in my 40s and when you would ask him how he was doing he also said okay, beats the alternative.

    mltquilt

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    Quote Originally Posted by debbieumphress
    Bravesimo !!!!!!!!! Well said. Thanks for sharing.
    Thank you! :thumbup: :thumbup:

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