Buy the Dress
I turned 62 over the weekend. I didn’t feel much with this birthday - no excitement, no dread, but more a sense of acceptance. But I made it a point to express gratitude, to appreciate the time given to me - the real gift of a birthday, and not dwell in time gone by, or how many candles would be lighting up my cake.
As we get up there in years, we may often feel much younger inside than our actual age. It's funny how we seem to notice other people getting older, but very seldom do we see it in ourselves. We attend a high school or college reunion and think, "My God, everyone looks so old! Not thinking that we just might be one of the "everyone."
Well, today I saw it in myself. I was trying on dresses for an upcoming wedding and nothing looked good, nothing fit right, everything was very unflattering. But then I had to remind myself - "You're 62! You don’t look the same as you did when you were 30." Even though what I was expecting to see in the mirror was a reflection of that 30-year-old woman!!
So, it took me a few minutes to dust myself off, relook at myself in the mirror, with kinder eyes, a softer heart and a feistier attitude, and then I thought, you’re ok, you look alright, matter of fact, you look damn good. And then I went off and bought the dress.
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