New Perspectives

At an early age I began to worry about aging.  The idea of wrinkles, gray hair and an aching body have driven me to buy countless products & to try many "look younger" tricks.  I have been so afraid of turning 30.  It still sounds so old!  For the past decade I have looked at it as a door closing.  My 20s are over.  I have dwelt on all the things I wish I had done and all of the things that I had convinced myself that I'm 'too old' to do.  These negative thoughts have plagued my mind for far too long.  I was beginning to get depressed.

God sat me down the other day & flipped my entire idea of aging upside-down.  The only alterative to not turning 30 would be death.  Death would mean that I would miss my children's laughs, hugs & kisses, birthday parties, first dates, proms, weddings....well, you get the idea.  I would miss more anniversaries with my husband, laughs on top of the ferris wheel, late night TV marathons in bed, New Year's kisses, & flowers on the dining room table.  Time has bound us closer and closer together. We have memories that we will share many years from now. 

The lines forming on my face are from the laughter I get from my family every day.  So give me more.  The gray hair comes from the countless sleepless nights tending to sick children, working for a living, and struggling to make it one more day in this world.  So what? Without these things, my life would be sad and lonely. 

  I'm looking 30 dead in the eyes and I am no longer afraid.  I am ready to live the rest of my life.

So I say to you, body, bring on the gray hair & wrinkles.

 AND BRING ON 30!