When they say that your body starts to fall apart once you turn fourty, they are not kidding. Maybe `fall apart` is too strong a word to use. Maybe `break down or degenerate` are better words. Whatever the term, the changes happen and they`re sneaky. They wait for the moment you`re least expecting anything and then whamo, they jump out at you!
At least that`s the way it happened to me.
What I want to know is …
1. Where did the white hairs come from and how long have they really been lurking in the underneath layers of my hair without me noticing for so long? Funny how they mischievously begin growing without your knowledge until your stylist breaks the news she’s found a few grays. Grays? I don’t think so. They’re actually the whitest hairs I’ve ever seen in my life and they’re on my head.
It’s so wrong!
2. If I thought the white hairs were a shock, well it never dawned on me just how quickly wrinkles could multiply and how dramatically dark circles under the eyes could become a permanent fixture on one’s fourty-year-old face. I can understand having the dark circles under my eyes when my babies were young and I wasn’t sleeping through the night but now they’re 4 and 6 and I’m sleeping again. Why have they not gone away?!
Because they’re evil!
3. And if dark circles aren’t enough, the sun or age spots don’t do much for the complexion either. Don’t even get me started on the rosier areas of my cheeks. I think it’s called Rosacea? I use to think it was the natural colour of my cheeks. Boy was I wrong! Supposedly, it’s a natural progression of aging skin.
Aging. I really hate that word.
4. I seriously believed the people in my life who told me I’d never have to worry about my weight because I’m so petite. Once you have three kids, of which two of them were born in your mid to late 30’s, your body’s petite-ness means nothing to the unstoppable power of gravity and the lack of elasticity in aging skin. Muffin top can happen to anyone, big or small! Don’t believe what anyone tells you otherwise!
So why am I venting? Again?
It`s just one of those days.
What have I learned?
MaybeI should have taken better care of myself in my younger years. Maybe I could have eaten healthier, exercised more and moisturized and protected my skin more diligently. There are so many maybes!
I don’t like it much.
And the other day, I realized …
It really goes to show you just how crazy fast life can happen. Getting older really makes you realize how important it is to keep in good health and to enjoy every moment in life.
Realizing that you`re getting older makes you think about how much you want to be around to see your kids experience life, family and parenthood.
It really makes you realize that no matter how good your skin care regime, inevitably we all still age.
On the bright side …
There`s always a bright side!
If I’m going to age, I’m going to do it with flare.
I will be the … healthiest, … best dressed and … coolest granny on the block.
For now though, I’m going to relish in the glory of still being 42.
Because 42 really is cool regardless of all that crap I complained about above.
Thank GOD, I`m still only 42!