TIME FOR A NEW RANT

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ARTICLES LIKE THIS ONE DRIVE ME CRAZY

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When  was it decided that woman had to age gracefully?  And who decided it?  And why don’t men have to age in a certain style?

Getting older has enough problems as it is, so why add more issues to it?

And what the heck does “aging gracefully” actually mean in real life?

Does it mean once we turn 50 we should start to fade from view?  From life?

Well, I guess I never got the memo, cause the older I get the more outrageous I become (and I never was a wallflower so you know how this will end).

I see growing older as the time to do everything I ever wanted but was either afraid to do or did not have the resources to finance it.  When folks comment on my odd colored hair saying, “Oh I would never have the courage to do that”, I always tell them that I don’t plan on coming back a second time so I gotta go for it now.

Get on board or get out of my way…it’s full steam ahead for me this coming year.   I may never do anything great but at least I won’t regret never having tried.  And what’s the worst that can happen?

As our accountant always tells us when she does our taxes, etc. and we have made some kind of error, “Don’t worry, they can’t take your birthday” and that gives me such a crazy peacefulness.

The world can take my house, my car, my possessions but it cannot take away the things that matter most to me…my faith, my family and my personality.

No matter where I live or in what conditions, I will still have my inner essence…the quirk, the spark, the humor.  Even if (God forbid) I should be in a vegatative state….inside the large rutabaga laying in the bed, is ME.  My mind may still be active, I may be lying there unmoving but my soul is traveling down all the roads I have taken in my life.  I am reliving the past and I sure as heck don’t want to be standing at a crossroad and look down the path I did not take and wonder what would have happened had I taken it.

So you grow old gracefully if you want.  I will grow old OUTRAGEOUSLY. And LOUDLY.  And COLORFULLY.

imageHERE’S TO A NEW YEAR AND NEW ADVENTURES.  MAY YOU HAVE THE COURAGE TO REALLY LIVE!

WITH MUCH LOVE,

THE QUEEN

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About queenrobyn

61 yrs.old, wife, mother, grandma, artist, humorist, friend, caregiver, blogger, retired singer, rughooker, doll and mohair teddy bearmaker, born-again Christian, rebel, optimist, addicted Ebay shopper, collector (or hoarder as my husband would tell you), glamper, lover of all things old and worn (like me!)

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