Life’s Transition

In an effort to become more mindful I’ve realized I’m aging! (newsflash, duh) I always figured I would get older but never thought about how that would unfold. What I’m observing is not what I expected.

Recently my Grandson mentioned in a casual conversation that I was old. I whirled around and questioned him about his statement and if he really thought I was old (perceiving it as negative) and he said, “yes you are Dooda”. Of course I’m old to him. He’s 7 and I’m 62!

I guess the reason it’s such an issue right now is because I’m realizing my stamina is decreasing, I seem to need more rest, and I just want to stay home. I also see my husband, siblings, and friends retiring and slowing down. It’s reality but inside I feel 25. How can that be?

Watching myself aging has not been a fun thing. I’m used to turning a head or two occasionally and that’s not happening much anymore except an occasional senior citizen. It causes me to grieve a little because I’ve banked on that for a while, knowing better, because we all know our appearance is only a fraction of the human God created.

What I find interesting is although my enthusiasm is lacking about the outside changes, I am loving the growth of the inside. I love myself more, am more accepting of my downfalls, and see myself working toward living life more healthfully. I just flat like myself better!