Though I know where there is one grey hair there are many more hiding or to follow I still need to face reality that it is a part of the process. Momma spoke of times such as these but what momma failed to speak on were the excessive hairs that show up in places they should not nor never be on a female that I would have to be sure to stay on top of, nor did she speak of the growing inability to stay up past 11PM period and she did not mention that slight achy feeling that creeps up into my bones on those rainy days.
Don't get me wrong I am excited about being over 30 and growing older and wiser but I think I romanticized a portion of opening the door to 30+. When I opened that door I did not realize that the things that come with getting older would sneak in and attack me like a thief in the night. I suppose there is a good and a bad that goes with everything. I am not going to fight the growing old process but I am going to ease some of the aches and pains that come with it by exercising my body and mind more than I normally do.
Hopefully the achy mornings will soon disappear, my energy level will come up a few notches and I won't be so surprised by what may come for me next in the name of getting older.
In being whimsical, I know when I am getting older, no I mean distinguished/seasoned when:
*Hip-hop irritates my spirit(what are these young kids talking about) and the smooth sounds of old school R&B become a preference because it soothes my soul (The Temptations...in heavy rotation for LIFE!).
*When I find myself saying, "these young girls here these days","these new parents have not a clue",and "Huh? I can't hear you? Say that again? Speak up?!?".
*When I have to ask don't have some place nice and quiet because it is too noisy in there.
*When shutting down the club, going to IHOP then running home for 2 hours of sleep and going to church is no longer an option much less a thought.
*When you no longer care what any one else thinks and you start to say what ever is on your mind; that's priceless and comical.
*When cotton briefs (and an occasional boy short) become the preference over those cute LITTLE Victoria Secret lacy, satiny, frilly like panties, thongs, g-string what ever the preference used to be.
*When twenty somethings flock to you like bees to honey and the prospect of joining Cougar Town exclusively lingers over your head like a storm cloud.
*Have to ask who the hell is Justin Beber(sp.) and he is important because?
*When I actually look forward to hearing the President speak (y'all know he is long winded).
*Oh and most importantly, when you have a thorough appreciation of everything in life and the people that are in this life with you.
Yeah, ok, I'm seasoned. *Kanye shrug*
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