The Blessings of Aging

 Cleaning out my old emails this morning, I came across one from a good friend of mine and I would like to share it with you.  It’s in response to a question I positted a while back about getting older and it exemplifies the adage of aging gracefully.  She writes…..

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life or my loving family for fewer aches or a flatter belly.  As I’ve aged, I’ve become kinder and less critical of myself.  I’ve become my own best friend.  I don’t chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed every morning, or for buying that silly cement turtle that I didn’t need, but that looks so avant garde in my fern bed.  I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.  I have seen too many dear friends and loved ones leave this world too soon, before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging. Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 a.m. and sleep until noon?  Who even cares? Read more »