Born way back in the Stone Age, I am not cut out for the frantic pace of this society of rat-races and blatantly fail to keep up with the technologies. I need plenty of solitude and space, at least 8 hours of shut-eyes to stay sane and regular doses of spontaneity to stay alive. This is not a selfish act but a self-preservation practice. I have no choice but to accept my physical limitations as I age and decide to let go of things and people that no longer matter for my wellbeing. There will be health challenges of all sorts to face and overcome. Accepting the downside of ageing is probably the first thing we need if we were to carry on existing, and it is okay to be older.
Nobody wants to grow old (and why exactly is that?) and the only way to prevent ageing is for our lives to end. Not that I haven't tried. Seriously. There are people who did exactly that to avoid the consequences of ageing but it wasn't that easy, trust me, so we might as well find and live a purposeful life if our time ain't up yet. I admit I have the means to live but no meaning to live for, which is simply sad.
Growing 'old' was the last thing on my mind 30 odd years ago when I was blooming and basking in all the attentions a pretty girl could ever imagine getting and death was such a far out phenomenon that I never spent much time pondering about. Well, having just turned 50, I have decided it is about time to become visible again and re-invent my screwed up life from scratch. This blog is one of my healing tools for myself and you my audience who find yourself mired in this grenade, buried alive in a society which caters only to the 20's and dodges women of a certain age like a plague. I write because I have something worthy to say and would like to share with women in a similar situation, to encourage you to love and care for yourself because you matter. I matter as I am writing this. My writing is a service to a community of women which gives me meaning and purpose. Please join me to heal the world of ageism, one heart at a time.
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