This is a pair of glasses that I have been instructed to start wearing. I even antiqued the picture to make it that much more appropriate to this post. They are a testament to getting old. Last year I started the aging process with floaters appearing in my vision. The optometrist was kind enough to point out that it's common with aging. This year I am told I need glasses for distance. What will it be next year...cataracts? Sometimes I just stare at the glasses and silently curse them.
I started getting grey hair about two years ago. Just a few strays towards the hairline in front. It's gradually creeping throughout my full head of hair. My sweet brother in law Matt was riding behind me in the car and so lovingly said, "Holy shit you are getting a lot of grey hair in the back of your head!" Thanks Matt for those sweet words....they really touched me.
Every once in a while I hear a creak from my knees when I stand up from a kneeling position.
I used to say I would embrace getting old. I would feel good about the grey hair and feel I have earned each of them. I would regard them and my wrinkles as a sign of wisdom.
I must be getting wiser because now I realize what a stupid thing that was to say.
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And that is why they make hair color!
No worries - I started getting floaters at 23. And the gray hairs and crows' feet around the eyes have begun - same with laugh lines around the mouth - and yesterday (you'll love this) I was running (again) to my bus stop and did something to my hip (yes my hip) and I've been walking with a limp since. So now I'm "grandma" on the bus...at the ripe old age of 32....LOL :) It's ok friend, we can age gracelessly together :) Lots of love to you!
I have begun to dye my hair...le sigh.
And Laura, hopefully it wont end in a hip replacement!
Hahahahaha :) I hope not, too! It's starting to feel better now - must have been some weird muscle thing, but still.
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