Woman of a Certain Age

You know you are a woman of a certain age when you hear Phil Collins belting “I don’t care anymore” and it takes you back to your teenage years and how you played that song over and over again, specially when your boyfriend dumped you or you were bullied all day.

Funny thing about being a woman of a certain age.  You forget how much some things hurt or how they really make you feel.  Let me give you an example.  For the first 20 years of my life, I was no bigger than 120 pounds.  When I got married I was 122.  The next 25 years have seen anything from 122 to 215 and everything in between.  Yet lately, I don’t like how I look in pictures.  I managed to drop from 215 to 181.  I should be celebrating.  Instead, I hate how I look in pictures.

Then this morning it hit me.  Even at 120, I never liked to see myself in pictures.  It is not about the weight, it is about the fact that I don’t look like a supermodel.  I don’t have Griek Goddess Features, high cheekbones, perfectly blue eyes.  I look like any other normal person.  Ironically, the minute I remembered I’ve never liked any picture of me, I started liking them a little more.

Why am I telling you this?  Because if you are a woman of a certain age, certain memories don’t hurt as much anymore.  We tend to forget how much it hurt when that cute boy did not feel the same way about us than we did about him.  We glossed over that bad grade in school or the heartache of the first bully.  And then we can’t relate when our kids go through the same thing.

I am not asking you to live in the past.  I am telling you to spend a few minutes with your younger self in order to understand what your kid really feels like.  It is not the end of the world, true.  At that age, it does feel like it.  You should be able to honor that feeling while letting them know that there will come a time when they wont even remember.

See? I am not a supermodel. So what?

Clearing up Your Space

When I say Spring Cleaning, what do you think about?  Do you think about cleaning the closets and giving your old clothes to charity?  Do you think about getting rid of the clutter in the home?  How do you clear up your space?

Let me be frank, I do cleaning whenever I feel my apartment is cramped.  It all stems from moving to Florida three years ago and leaving all my possessions back home.  I don’t know what it was about moving here with a suitcase and a couple of thousand dollars.  We did not have a lot of things, and I felt really free.

Now, I actually have furniture and ever so often I feel cramped.  And I start cleaning up.  And for the coming Fall, I extend my clearing madness to the internet.  Now I don’t care if you are an entrepreneur, a writer or a social media butterfly.  We all need to clear up the space every once in a while.  In my case, this is the year that I clear up all the social media insanity.  If I want negative energy, there are other ways to get it, like TV.  I want my friends to be positive, insightful and creative.  So I started eliminating any source of negative energy I had on my Facebook account and the results are wonderful.

So how do you clear up your space?  Share with me your tips.  I’m always looking forward to new ideas.  Leave them on the comment section below.

this is the before
This is how it used to look, just to give you an idea of what I consider clutter. Do you agree?

Topic of Conversation

Interesting thing conversations, they change as we age.

Today in Day in the Life, I want to have a conversation about, you guessed it, conversations.  As we age, they seem to change.  When we are in our twenties, we talk about the cute guy/gal across the street, fashion sense, studies.  In our thirties it is all about the corporate ladder and the children.  Then we cross to forties and fifties and we start talking about aches and pains.

Apparently my favorite expression now is “I’m too young to feel this old” and it is hitting a nerve.  Many of us feel young at this age and yet, we certainly feel we can relate to our parents when they were our age and complained or walked slower because of a back or leg spasm and other symptoms.

In the last few weeks, I’ve had conversations with three or four friends, close in age.  We have all talked about living or coping with constant pain.  It is as if we are taking for granted that we are supposed to live this way.

I refuse to believe this is the case.  Part of the reason why I am changing my diet and exercise habits is because I truly believe we should be healthy and pain-free well into our golden years.  Do you agree?

I want to know what you think?  Are we taking our health for granted?  Are we giving up to feeling old with each passing year?  I can’t wait to see what you think.  Make sure to leave your comments in the section below.

This is how I see age
This image of a sculpture evokes the feeling of “weight on your shoulders” that is age.