Fifty and Fabulous~
Yes-you heard me-Fifty AND Fabulous! I turned 50 this year, and I am feeling fabulous! I know people may look at me and/or my life, and think, "How can her life be fabulous? She is alone at 50, and not in the greatest shape. How can THAT be fabulous?" Well, let me enlighten you folks. I recently read this article, and it got me to thinking. Why do we let what others think of how we look, or how we "should" look impact us so? I am loving the 2nd chapter of my life so much. Not to say I didn't love the first, it was just very different. 50 is MINE! No matter what shape I am in, what someone thinks I should or shouldn't do, look like or who I should love, etc. I won't let anyone take it away from me either. I may not be someone else's perception of perfect, but I only care about the opinion of One, and He loves me no matter what.
It's so sad that we think we deserve less, or others think we deserve less because of our shape, our color, or who we love. It's like saying "You're a really bad driver, I can't be friends with you, or love you." How preposterous is that? And think of all the things we would miss out on if we did that. Think of all the things you ARE missing out on because you refuse to give others a chance. I might wear a very different size than you-but it doesn't mean I am less. You may love someone others think you shouldn't, but it doesn't mean you are less, my skin might be a different shade or color than yours, but it doesn't mean I am less. I know that in my dying days, if I am conscious and have my wits about me, I won't be wishing I had eaten less or more, I will be wishing I had more time. Yes folks, time passes by all of us at the same speed-no matter your imperfections (or how others perceive you). My goal in the 2nd chapter of my life is to be good, and do good. I want to make a difference, and to strive everyday to be a better human. Isn't that really what we should all want?
Now go on out and be fabulous-you know you can!
R~
It's so sad that we think we deserve less, or others think we deserve less because of our shape, our color, or who we love. It's like saying "You're a really bad driver, I can't be friends with you, or love you." How preposterous is that? And think of all the things we would miss out on if we did that. Think of all the things you ARE missing out on because you refuse to give others a chance. I might wear a very different size than you-but it doesn't mean I am less. You may love someone others think you shouldn't, but it doesn't mean you are less, my skin might be a different shade or color than yours, but it doesn't mean I am less. I know that in my dying days, if I am conscious and have my wits about me, I won't be wishing I had eaten less or more, I will be wishing I had more time. Yes folks, time passes by all of us at the same speed-no matter your imperfections (or how others perceive you). My goal in the 2nd chapter of my life is to be good, and do good. I want to make a difference, and to strive everyday to be a better human. Isn't that really what we should all want?
Now go on out and be fabulous-you know you can!
R~
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