Post-A-Day 2011: What gets better with age?
Life.
I remember being in my mid-twenties thinking nothing could get better than life at that point. I was pretty carefree, enjoyed having a good time, and I was happy with my life thinking it was perfect the way it was.
As I’ve grown older physically, I’ve also grown older mentally, becoming more confident and comfortable in my own skin. I saw an article recently that said that “people should start off a sloppy pile of wrinkles, then get hotter and hotter as they age. That way, your outside would match your inner self.” I totally agree. When I was young in body, my mind wasn’t equal. Now that I am older, my body can’t keep up with my mind. It’s a double-edged sword.
Even though I feel like my mind has outgrown my body, I have not one single complaint. I like who I have become as I’ve aged. I have enjoyed 16-plus years watching my children grow, and I have many more to follow. Getting older has meant an education for me that I didn’t pursue straight out of high school. As I’ve gotten older, I have learned which of my friendships truly count, how much I depend on them, and what a great blessing they are.
So it’s pretty cliche, but for me, life only gets better with age.
Nature Girl. Mom. Wife. Friend. Photographer. Sewer. Crafter. Artist.
To borrow a phrase – “Yeet Ye Riche”
