Smile when you say wrinkle to me. I hate growing old. Growing older is fine but when you actually begin the aging process, it ain’t pretty. The wrinkles are just a tiny part of all the other things that begin to fail inside and out of your soul’s shell.
I will never forget being repulsed as a child to see old men and women masks used for something to make you look scary or funny at Halloween time. Keep laughing until it’s you. Even as a child I thought this quite odd and offensive but obviously most don’t get it til they walk a mile in their wrinkles.
You don’t see wrinkles on television or movies with most now, their faces slackened as a corpse from overdosing on Botox. I was watching some Community episodes on my DVD’s and realized that the actors once attractive faces looked ghastly by the third season. You could see most using Botox with wrinkles and expression lines completely absent giving them a very different, unnatural appearance.
I understand face lifts or mini ones and some cosmetic surgery that really improve your looks or make you appear youthful but I don’t get any procedure that takes your identity away. I will pick on someone right now. Wendy Williams. Not a fan but I respect her as a person because we actually agree on many things. I first noticed her on “Dancing with the Stars” because I don’t watch much TV and had never heard of her before. I actually thought she was a drag queen and was shocked at how plastic every part of her appeared from the broad shoulders and overly large breasts to the oddly slackened face causing me to believe that everything about her was artificial.
It’s great to use skin lotions, creams are not as effective I’m finding out. Start when you’re young and keep it up. It helps with fine lines plus helps protect your skin against pollution, depending on the quality of your product. Having a beauty regime is fun and so nice to pamper yourself like that. If you want a nip and tuck here or there, that’s your business but keep it real. Laugh lines around the eyes and mouth are great and make you who you are. Shows you’ve lived and enjoyed it.
I called this one “40 years hard time.”
When I first saw The Daily Post I was thinking “Oh no he didn’t!”
The truth is, that is exactly what happened to me.
One day I was young and attractive, men buzzing around me like bees to the flowers and the next thing I knew I woke up to the harsh reality that I was old. Not older but an actual Senior citizen. In between I was too busy working non-stop instead of trying to find another husband like most of my friends and never had time to worry about such nonsense. My bad!
One day it was smiles and “hey sweet thing” and the next was “you look good for your age” and overhearing “I bet she used to be pretty.”
This is my life now. Thank God I am not as vain as I thought I was and know I have lots of stuff to do in this life beside look cute. I am so glad that I went back to school and got a decent job and was able to take care of my family and not be desperate to find someone else to get divorced from in another few years. Many women don’t believe in themselves enough to know they are totally able to do the same thing. All you have to do is believe and go for it!
In ten days I will be 63 years old!
I keep recalling when one of my co-workers told me how old she was. She was 52 at the time and while I was only 10 years younger I found myself wondering what it would feel like to be that old.
She looked good for her age. She was a pretty woman, a little overweight, divorced, as myself. She was involved in a long-term but abusive relationship with someone much younger and I wondered if she put up with it just to feel younger herself. I remember her telling us that her brand new vehicle was in the shop because her boyfriend had come over drunk and started kicking in the side just to hurt her. I also wondered what I would have done in the same situation because I’m not so forgiving.
Getting over Scarlet Fever in the 1950’s. Thank God antibiotics were introduced about 10 years before.
Oh, that’s right, the age thing again. Well I’m glad I can say I’m getting old. Many people never get to say this. The baby that never makes it to it’s first birthday. The child that succumbs to some childhood illness or accident like I almost did at age seven. That young soldier that was just killed in yet another of our many wars and all the people trying to live our their lives and because of illness, accident or deliberate acts of downright evil, never get to grow old.
Rejoice in whatever age you are. Revel in it and never take your life or that of others for granted.
The grim-reaper is just around the corner as we all will eventually find out.
By the title of this website you can guess I ain’t no spring chicken even though my original website is entitled “Po’ Girl Shines!” I have technically not been a “girl” for a very long time, but Po’ Girl sounds a lot better than Po’ Woman. The later sounds somehow pathetic.
If you haven’t checked it out yet.
Because I am still 16 or maybe 21 in my heart I have hope for the future and believe I really can do all things through Christ who gives me my strength.
I do know one thing. If you ever allow yourself to “give-up” you are in trouble. If you ever feel the world wants you to quit, give it the middle finger in your mind! That’s when you refuse to quit! Always remember if it lifts up, it’s of God, if it tears down it’s not.
I still care what I look and feel like. I exercise, walk when I can and eat the right foods. I have never gotten joy from being “high” on any substance and over-eating feels even worse to me, thank God! I get joy in new discoveries in my world and about myself. I will do the best I can to maintain my health as I start my journey home.
My mother-in-law is about to turn 96 years old next month. She was plump her entire life because she ate well but always exercised and was active doing so many things. She’s had a garden for the last 50 years or so, cans and preserves in a number of ways. I can say she would never eat processed foods of any kind, including margarine. She was able to enjoy occasional homemade sweets because the rest of her diet was so healthy and she had enough physical exercise to stave off things like diabetes. She has had both knees replaced because she was a dance teacher her entire life until she retired and sold her business in her 60’s.
I am happy that I still get the most joy when I do something for someone else. The very reason I wanted to start my blog was to give information that I gathered through my life experiences in everything from how to save money to how to be saved. I know that most people are very poor in spirit as well as financially.
I plan to blog diligently during this next year when I expect to be going through bankruptcy and foreclosure so I can advise others that may be in the same boat.
Peace and God bless!