When you are young- twelve or thirteen – your body goes crazy on you & you feel so out of control. People give you more adult attention, which has it’s advantages & disavantages as you try to figure out who you are.
When you’re fifty your body goes crazy on you and you feel out of control. People start to ignore you or look past you. You get confused, disappointed, or lost.
I am wanting to be comfortable with my aging. I want to seek out the positives. If you don’t see me because I am no longer young you are also setting me free of your expectations. I don’t have to be a grown-up, I can embrace crone-ism, crazy old lady freedom. I can laugh, I can love I can mentor/nuture/love myself & others.
I just got to get comfortable being me.
