Age is Only a Number

Age

This Summer my birthday is approaching.

Do I dread my soon newly assigned age? No.

Why should I stress out because my age changes?

Besides, I am grateful to remain among the land of the living.

But, let’s take a more realistic approach. Are we really dreading a number that much?  Is it possible we really dread facing the societal expectations for certain ages?

For example, if you are an infant, you act as an infant.  If you are an adolescent, you should act as an adolescent.  When you become an adult, then you should act as an adult.

Of course, there are scientific studies on developmental stages. Some things are expected within certain age ranges, I’m aware.

But, what’s up with the dreaded resistance of reaching 30, 40, 50, 60 and so on? So what, you reached 30? Guess what? 31 will follow 30 if you keep living.

If you’re concerned about age, don’t stress out, use your time wisely.

Learn, grow, and embrace maturity.

It’s one of the best birthday gifts you can receive.

You may find, you’ll appreciate life.

You’ll recognize there are more years behind you than before you.

You’ll  embrace simplicity.

You’ll learn not to “sweat the small things” and others don’t “ruffle your feathers” easily.

You’ll seek less validation from others and you mean what you say unapologetically but apologize when needed.

With maturity, who wouldn’t want that?

After all,  when you embrace age, you are really embracing Life!

Old Man Winter

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The White canvas of snow announced

old man Winter arrival.

He settled in to claim his territory.

His cold and chilling ways returned with a fervor.

Across the region he spread his White blanket.

He hung his crystalline participles on the tree tops.

His granular white substance formed

chandelier-like crystals of dangling snowflakes.

The snowflakes, flurries, and blizzards revealed

his strength and agility.

Although old man Winter never revealed his age,

like his return, he exited profoundly as visible

with vigor.

 

`Yvonne L.