On the subject of ageing…
I don’t know what it is but lately, I’ve felt so tired, I’m taking more power naps than ever before and it feels as if trying To ‘Do it all’ is catching up with me…
Another thing that’s catching up with me, is the years of stress, not sleeping well and poor diet choices. It’s written all over my face. I’d previously felt discouraged from writing this kind of post, mainly because my objective is to create a place for positivity, but sometimes we need honesty.
Aging is two things – 1) Inevitable and 2) A blessing.
However, we never really talk about it, like the way we talk about our weight gain or the dark circles under our eyes. I recently saw a picture of me that shocked me, over the past 3 years, suddenly without me realizing or noticing, I was starting to look my age. I felt disappointed, self-conscious and then continued to waste a whole load of time and energy focusing on it.
Wasting time and energy is a pointless situation, I tell myself this all the time and then continue the whole vicious cycle. I should be joyful for the life I lead, for being in relatively good health and being blessed enough to be able to age. I’m certainly thankful for all the lessons I’ve learned over the years.
“I like the woman you became better than the girl you were. I like the story you’ve written on your face”― Joanna Bourne, The Black Hawk
But how about this, I could keep on staring at every little imperfection…? Or I could remember that my mind will believe whatever I tell it, so I best tell it positive things.
I made two choices and they were pretty simple – 1) Take better care of my skin and 2) wear whatever I fancy wearing.
Of course, number one makes complete sense and rather than indulging in expensive facials and £100 cream, I’m just trying some products from Aldi. I’m not a beauty blogger, I struggle to understand the logic in hoarding 100’s of products, although I completely see the appeal. Secondly, I wanted to be a bit riskier and stylish, so I started making more confident choices. After a long time, I’m really enjoying getting dressed, the whole process of putting an outfit together feels good and that’s a feeling I won’t let go of.
I also cut my hair.
I’d been quietly yearning after shoulder-length locks for a long time, my hair wasn’t long and full of volume, and it certainly wasn’t doing me any favors. So, I cut it and found some freedom.
10 years from now…
I’ll look back at myself and wonder what all the fuss was about, why I spent so long worrying and wishing I still looked 25. The whole cycle brings a smile to my face, we are born, fresh and full of innocence, and then we try to grow up too fast, only to try and reverse the whole process years later.
“Your face is marked with lines of life, put there by love and laughter, suffering and tears. It’s beautiful.” ― Lynsay Sands