The Person I Have Become

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April is the A to Z Blog Challenge. We’ll be posting to a different letter as we work our way through the alphabet. I’m posting snippets from a Work in Progress, Embracing 60, scheduled for release this June. Thanks for joining us! Come back tomorrow for thoughts on the joys, delights, and sometimes aggravations about reaching milestone birthdays!

The Person I Have Become

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I can’t take credit for this terrific piece about ageing. It’s one of those things circulating in the virtual time-suck world of Facebook. To whoever wrote this in the first place – Kudos to you! I enjoy the sentiment you share and admire your attitude.

But, since I don’t participate in the Facebook ‘share this post with so many people’ items, I didn’t share it. But I’ll share it here, with hopefully more than 7 people.

 

Enjoy this. I am forwarding this to those on my “mature” mail list because it is so well written. Please send back. (I did) It’s neat. Don’t delete this one, you’ll laugh when you see the return message.

As I’ve aged, I’ve become kinder to, and less critical of, myself. I’ve become my own friend.

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 until4 AM? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60s & 70s, 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, eventually, we 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 enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and too 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 older. 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).

25 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hopeclark
    Apr 23, 2018 @ 14:57:01

    This almost brings tears to my eyes, because it is so real and true. Thanks for this, Trisha.

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  2. sizzlesue15
    Apr 24, 2018 @ 00:51:23

    Oh this is so relevant Trisha Faye and thank you for sharing it with us. Have a great day! xx

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  3. Linda Barnby
    Apr 24, 2018 @ 22:41:22

    Trisha Faye, I, too, will proudly walk on the beach with a bulging body and eat dessert when I feel like it! And I care less about what other people think. Age does set you free. Love the picture you chose for this post! Ha!

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  4. Natalie
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 00:44:44

    Thanks, Trisha Faye, for sharing this terrific piece about ageing. Seize the day!

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  5. Christie Hawkes
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 01:09:52

    Thank you Trisha Faye. I enjoyed these thoughts on aging. I recently saw another Facebook meme that I liked: “One day we will die. Yes, but all the other days we will live.”

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  6. Michele @liferedesign101
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 03:06:54

    I loved these thoughts on aging. Sometimes age does give a license to do whatever. I found this inspirational.

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  7. Leanne
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 04:51:42

    I loved that so much – we beat ourselves up over so many things and really, in the grand scheme of things, do they really matter. Maybe we’ve reached a stage of life where we’re allowed to treat ourselves well and to do stuff that makes us smile even though it might be judged by others (who cares!?) It reminded me of the “I Shall Wear Purple” poem – an all time favourite of mine.

    Thanks for linking up with us at #MLSTL and I’ve shared this on my SM xx

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    • trishafaye
      Apr 25, 2018 @ 13:30:02

      Yes, maybe that’s one benefit of this getting older thing – the shifting of priorities and a new awareness. Love the ‘I Shall Wear Purple’ poem! Thanks for the shares.

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  8. Debbie Harris
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 10:42:22

    This is soooo good Trisha, and sums up how we all should be living our life. Thanks very much and I’ve shared on social media #mlstl

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  9. patwdoyle11
    Apr 25, 2018 @ 15:34:42

    I think I need to print this and read it on a regular basis. Thanks for sharing!

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  10. Teresa
    Apr 26, 2018 @ 01:30:32

    I love this and though I’m not totally there yet; I get a little closer each day! Thank you for sharing it!

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  11. Jan Wild
    Apr 27, 2018 @ 04:36:08

    Powerful and true, if not now when will we come to terms with ourselves and be self loving.

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  12. Denyse Whelan
    Apr 29, 2018 @ 08:34:38

    What an enjoyable and heart-felt post. Thank you for sharing.

    Reply

  13. Ronel Janse van Vuuren
    Aug 07, 2018 @ 11:03:09

    Dessert every day… that sounds fun 🙂

    Ronel from Ronel the Mythmaker A-Z road-tripping with Everything Writerly: T is for Tech

    Reply

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