LOVING YOUR BODY

I rattle on and on about positive thoughts, positive thinking, being grateful, and all that good stuff and smugly think that I don’t fail to do those things. Ha! That’s funny. I caught myself this morning realizing that I am age-conscious and not happy about my aging body. I look in the mirror and see that everything has gone South  (dipping-almost-below-the-equator-South). I see rivers and valleys etched upon my face and if I dare take a closer look at my skin I see pits and scales and rolls. Scales are okay for fish and rolls are a nice compliment to a dinner but not on my body please.

A closer look at the face and eye lids are beginning to droop. A glance in the mirror at my entire body shows that while my body has thinned more  making my bathroom scales seem less frightening,  my hair has been busy loosing numbers and thickness as well . How in the world can I feel so young inside and yet find that I am living in my grandmother’s body? Granted my body looks a whole lot younger and attractive than a grandmother used to look back in her day.  Still I cannot help but yearn for that firmer, softer-skinned, lovely girl I once was.

I would consider a face lift but then I have an aversion to pain and bruising, not to mention to the cutting and stitching of skin.  Besides,  that would not be my real face would it?   I can seek to understand  why I am so bothered by looking like the aging woman I am.   Perhaps it would be better for me  to just look at the love shining through me, the smile on my face, and the fact that I am still alive and doing pretty well for an “old” lady.

Winking at myself in the mirror I can say, “You are one hot Grandma!”  Hugging my body, I say thank you for continuing to get me from point “A” to point “B”.   I’m loving this body.

One thought on “LOVING YOUR BODY

  1. maryalice363

    Brenda, I know whereof you speak. I was told a big no NO is to use a magnifying mirror to look at your face. I so agree. The subject of aging women is explosive culturally on many levels. So of course, we personally have been well trained to negate ourselves as we see the changes of age. Our looks are what we are judged on as first impressions go. We have to go down deep in our psyche to override our training and our culture.

    If I did not have this moment’s perfect body I would not be able write this reply, go to my granddaughter’s volleyball games, phone my children and keep track of my cousins on Facebook. I would no longer have this container of a body on this planet and this life as I know it would be finished. Some might not know what I mean by my perfect body. That explanation can be for another time. I am full of gratitude for this body of which I am part.

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