Age is a funny thing. We tend to assume it’s the same for everyone, but what’s truly incredible is when you take a moment to understand how age is, in fact, completely different on all who wear it. For some it brings wisdom, others bitterness or loneliness, and for the luckiest of us all; complete gratitude for all we have seen, experienced and enjoyed.
I love so many well aged individuals that I’ve met on travels all around the world, and at home. Some of the most beautiful women I know have been divorced (once or more), married again, widowed, lost children, endured war and depressions, and still live lives filled with a brilliant style of joy.
My grandmother in particular, at 91 never stops trotting around with a humungous, never ending, grin on her gorgeous wrinkly face. Her eyes sparkle, despite the hardships she’s seen, every story is told with a chest bubbling giggle, and she never forgets that laughter at herself is the most important kind. Grandma is the oldest 21 year old girl I’ve ever been privileged enough to experience, and she is appreciated by all she encounters. To describe her as a wine that’s improved with age doesn’t show her justice. She’s more an ever fresh lemonade that you just never tire of, or a delightful Grandma trifle made with love.
There’s lessons to learn a plenty from the aged. The most important, I feel, is that right now, no matter where you are, you are ‘choosing’ how you age. Your current mindset and outlook, are creating your own unique style of wrinkles and saggy bits. Really think about it, and begin designing something stunningly wrinkly.