How many times do we say, “if I had only known then what I know now”?
The New York Times Sunday Review had an article by Patricia Cohen about midlife. Somehow, at the ripe age of 66 years old, I still don’t think of myself as reaching “middle age”; however, my children do remind me that I am, in fact, past middle age.
I keep in really good shape. I exercise daily, eat quite well, and take very good care of my body and skin. Someone once told how good I looked, and I said “oh sure — look at how old we are getting.” He responded by telling me as we age, our eyes age too and we see ourselves with a different prospective.
I think the difference between being in my 20’s and 30’s is that I didn’t listen the way I do now. It was my desire as I got older and more mature to examine the things about myself I wanted to improve. It’s very hard work, but it certainly has made me a stronger person. At this point of my life, I feel more confident and I have learned to accept disappointment and turn it into a positive.
Though I do not like the numbers, I feel even better than I did when I was younger. I have an enormous amount of energy and resilience.
We have earned our place and I love it.