[A shot with my 71yo Mom and 90yo Grandma!]
I turned 38 some 3 weeks ago.
And it was like, gee … THIRTY EIGHT?
Somehow, some 15 -20 years ago, when I looked at those who’re in their late thirties, I thought, they are … old. Haha.
And you know what?
Now that I AM in my late thirties, it’s kinda interesting how … I actually don’t feel ‘old’ =)
Okay, let me elaborate a bit and share my thoughts about ‘aging’ =)
The drive to learn or make a change or difference comes from within, doesn’t it?> When I was 19yo, I couldn’t wait to turn 20.
Well, I just wished for people to start seeing / treating me like an adult (I’m the youngest amongst 4 sisters).
I wanted to be ‘older’. I was excited to be OLDER.
> When I was in my early twenties and working, I wished I had some grey hair.
Hmm, basically just so that I could look OLDER and hopefully have more ‘weight’ when I deal with people at work.
> When I was 29yo, it was more like, ‘Eeeek, I’ll be THIRTY! The first digit is THREE, already!?’
The feeling was definitely different to when I was 19 turning 20 =)
When I was in my early twenties and working, I wished I had some grey hair.> Roughly after I turned 34 or 35, I sometimes ‘forgot’ my exact age. Haha. Seriously.
If someone asked about my age, it’d be like, hmm wait … then I had to do a quick count in my head : This year minus the year I was born … errr …
> When I was already in my thirties and grey hair started to appear, it’s like, “Gah. These strands are everywhere!”
The possible reason for not quite welcoming the grey hair that I wished I had when I was in my twenties?
By now, I don’t need THAT extra weight =) I already hit my “mid-thirties”, and being a Mom of three naturally adds to THAT weight, I guess =)
So, the ‘grey hair’ part is actually no longer necessary, though unavoidable. Haha.
(Thank God my husband is not bothered about the gradual appearance of grey hair on my head. He said, it IS part of life and aging, and it is NOT the most important thing in life, so why should we be bothered? Ah, bless him.)
I no longer like super crazy rollercoaster rides like I used to.So. Now. Hello, 38.
It sure is a ‘bigger’ number.
My knees are now weaker. I no longer like super crazy rollercoaster rides like I used to.
I don’t have as much energy as when I was in my teens and twenties, and my wrists are more prone to pain and swelling when I lift heavy stuff.
But, apart from the ‘gradual physical drop’, I don’t feel that this ‘aging’ thing hinders me from progressing or learning or doing anything new.
And, as much as I sometimes find it still hard to believe that I’d be FORTY in less than two years, … I feel blessed.
No, I don’t wish to turn back time and be in my teens or twenties again.I’m thankful to God for watching over me, for showering me with His mercy, day in and day out.
And I’ve thought about this long and hard : No, I don’t wish to turn back time and be in my teens or twenties again.
I’m happy with how God is leading and molding me all these 38 years. The ups and downs and all.
And I look forward to the future, to learning more from life, to appreciating life and its everyday things … however more years God is giving to me.
we should never use our ‘age’ as an excuse for not wanting to learn or develop ourselves further.My final thoughts?
Yes, there’ll be more and more ‘physical limits’ as we get older.
But, there’ll always be something that we CAN still do.
I feel we should never use our ‘age’ as an excuse for not wanting to learn or develop ourselves further.
Because, the drive to learn or make a change or difference comes from within, doesn’t it?
You can be 32yo and feels / tells people that you’re ‘already old’. Too old for many things, too old to do this and that.
Or, you can be 75yo and refuses to be ‘stuck’, and instead continually contributes and shares with others.
If you ask me, I think it’s more about our heart and soul.
(And I believe, our soul don’t ‘age’)
It’s more about our mindset, and our attitude to life.
What say you?
Have a fruitful week ahead, everyone.