I remember when I was 6 or 7 and we would be with my aunts who were in their 30s and 40s. At the time I thought they were old. I am now 3 years off half a century – yep that would be 3 years off 50 – and today I think I am young.
My daughter often jokes that sometimes she feels like the parent; my son is the same. And hubby, well he often thinks I am a little bit like a child as well.
For me age has changed my body shape. The once size 10 bean pole is now a very voluptuous size 20. That’s right – I have doubled in size. But you know what, this body produced 2 very awesome humans. So, I wear the term “thick” (as my kids like to call it) with pride.
My face is starting to show lines – yes, they would be wrinkles. As a muso I have very late nights, as a teacher I deal with lots of stressful situations. I guess these things are starting to show on my face.
Over the years I have written many blog posts about body image for the young. Today I would like to talk about body image for women my age. I have always held the opinion that I am not compulsory in anyone’s life. If you don’t like the way I look, then move along, look elsewhere. I wear my body with pride; my wrinkles are a sign that I am aging and I am grateful for that.
I don’t use magic potions that cost huge amounts. I buy the cheapest natural skincare I can; in fact, I am exploring how to make these things myself. Why is that as we get older we seem to spend more time and money on making ourselves appear younger?
This nearly 50-year-old is looking forward to aging, so accept and be proud of your lines and extra baggage. Surely it is about being healthy, not looking younger.