Thursday 18th August 2017
Hello my lovelies,
Wow i'm actually doing this, me, doing a blog, you will need to be patient with me as this is something new to me!!
Lets start with me turning 60 shall we, actually lets start nearer the end of me being 59 and actually dreading the thought of turning 60, why, you may ask it's just a number, true it is, but for some reason it just didn't sit well with me. Somehow 59 still felt young but that dreaded 60 number filled me with the dread of old age and wrinkles, nothing wrong with wrinkles at all, i'm just not ready for them.
I'm certainly no model or oil painting but I have always looked after myself, especially skincare and make up, tried to be polished and well groomed and some would say I look younger than my years, I prided myself on this. Mentally I was about to become old, or so I thought, I would look in the mirror and dislike what was looking back at me, more grey hairs, that wrinkle wasn't there before, oh look at my jowls, or was this just a mental image I had made up just because of a number.
It was time to turn a negative into a positive, yes I am a mother with grown up children and a grandmother oh i'm also a wife to who I think is the best husband in the world and my best friend, so it was time to put everything into perspective and to start a new chapter of my life.
So, one evening I just sat in front of my dressing table mirror looking at myself and instead of thinking about growing old and wrinkly, I suddenly realised just how lucky I am to have reached 60, as so many people don't. No more winging its time to embrace my new number and enjoy life, get out there and be the best 60 years old wife, mother and grandmother I can be, its time to fall back in love with myself, to regain my spontaneity, creativity but mostly my identity.
This seemed the perfect time to declutter my wardrobe, oh the joys of clicking on the buy now button when shopping online, then waiting for the parcels to be delivered, that feeling of Christmas, new make up and shoes and the promise I made to myself to remember age is just a number, I don't have to grow old gracefully, sometimes a little disgracefully.
Until next time my lovelies, stay safe and stay fabulous.
Hello my lovelies,
Wow i'm actually doing this, me, doing a blog, you will need to be patient with me as this is something new to me!!
Lets start with me turning 60 shall we, actually lets start nearer the end of me being 59 and actually dreading the thought of turning 60, why, you may ask it's just a number, true it is, but for some reason it just didn't sit well with me. Somehow 59 still felt young but that dreaded 60 number filled me with the dread of old age and wrinkles, nothing wrong with wrinkles at all, i'm just not ready for them.
I'm certainly no model or oil painting but I have always looked after myself, especially skincare and make up, tried to be polished and well groomed and some would say I look younger than my years, I prided myself on this. Mentally I was about to become old, or so I thought, I would look in the mirror and dislike what was looking back at me, more grey hairs, that wrinkle wasn't there before, oh look at my jowls, or was this just a mental image I had made up just because of a number.
It was time to turn a negative into a positive, yes I am a mother with grown up children and a grandmother oh i'm also a wife to who I think is the best husband in the world and my best friend, so it was time to put everything into perspective and to start a new chapter of my life.
So, one evening I just sat in front of my dressing table mirror looking at myself and instead of thinking about growing old and wrinkly, I suddenly realised just how lucky I am to have reached 60, as so many people don't. No more winging its time to embrace my new number and enjoy life, get out there and be the best 60 years old wife, mother and grandmother I can be, its time to fall back in love with myself, to regain my spontaneity, creativity but mostly my identity.
This seemed the perfect time to declutter my wardrobe, oh the joys of clicking on the buy now button when shopping online, then waiting for the parcels to be delivered, that feeling of Christmas, new make up and shoes and the promise I made to myself to remember age is just a number, I don't have to grow old gracefully, sometimes a little disgracefully.
Until next time my lovelies, stay safe and stay fabulous.
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