But what does that mean exactly? I certainly don’t feel like I’m 45. I don’t think I act like I used to think a 45-year-old would. I don’t think I look like I’m 45. I’m certainly not as old as my mom was when she was 45. Then again, I am not always as young as her 85 is now.
I am always Happy to have a Birthday! I am thrilled to be 45. Life does seem to get better with every passing year.
I just don’t get age. Do we never feel our age? Those wrinkles around my eyes? Totally laugh lines. The gray hairs starting to sprout around my face? Well earned.
I don’t get all the things people do to look younger, to be perceived younger. Why not embrace who we are? Who we have grown to be? I will never lie about my age. I am proud of who I am today.