Post of Ages

Have you ever woke up and looked at yourself in the mirror? I mean really looked at yourself and then through out the day catch snippets of yourself as you pass one? All of a sudden you stop and really take a good look and right before your very eyes…

That smooth skin of 20, the firm breasts of 16, a little waist and tight butt just fade into 40+ crinkles around those once bright eyes and laugh lines that used to be there only when you laughed are now there only they are not laughing. Saggy milk bubbles that need under wire support or a shelf to make them appear to be somewhat happy and glad to see ya. Hair that glistens in the sun and florescence lights of the office not because you use a great shampoo but because it is now silver and you refuse to color it because you don’t have time. Everyone knows time is way more valuable then it was in your twenties and thirties and you don’t sweat the little things like that anyway. No you only sweat at night, especially your legs. Of course that doesn’t matter on account of you can’t sleep all night anymore. Which is what you blame the mood swings on, yes that’s it a lack of sleep and a bad thermostat. You sit back and giggle behind a co-worker’s back because they refuse to believe much less even think they are in the beginnings of or the middle of Menopause—God forbid. And they don’t have any issues with their menses as they are still on the pill. No they never start unscheduled have cramps or clots or stay that way for weeks. Nope they are not, no not even near “that old!”

ME NEITHER

But if you are of that age, you know you have to love yourself before you can give love to anyone else. You have to love yourself before you can accept love from anyone else. And besides this is just a new stage for you to embrace and explore. Yes a New Adventure moreover it sure beats the hell out of the alternative. Remember you don’t have to have mirrors in your home, as they don’t really make the room any larger that is just a myth. Trust me on this.