“Auntie, you’re so beautiful! You look like a princess!”. On my wedding day, little girls from our family followed me everywhere, fascinated by my starry dress. I thanked them profusely, but on the inside I thought “Auntie? Do you really have to call me like that? I’m way too young to be someone’s «auntie»!”
For a long time I had the nickname of "the kid". I was always the younger person in the different groups I inhabited.
I was the young musician, the young speaker, the young trainer. And for a long time I was happy with this identity of "the kid". As I grew older and started to see younger people taking "my place" I had this small identity crisis.
I came out of that with a simple tenet: make this age (regardless of what is) the best one possible.
I overwhelmingly prefer every year I get older over my younger days. I am happier, and have found the courage and path to become more myself. I have resisted dyeing my white hairs (despite my aunts continuing to do this today). The only thing I miss from being young is effortless soft plump skin. I too am looking for good role models on aging with grace and someone who exudes the benefits of getting older. There are not many around but my own grandmother is probably the best example I’ll ever need. She’s a true inspiration, turned 88 yrs last month, thinking about writing a post about her one day.
This was great Maria, thank you.
For a long time I had the nickname of "the kid". I was always the younger person in the different groups I inhabited.
I was the young musician, the young speaker, the young trainer. And for a long time I was happy with this identity of "the kid". As I grew older and started to see younger people taking "my place" I had this small identity crisis.
I came out of that with a simple tenet: make this age (regardless of what is) the best one possible.
Thank you for your grandmotherly wisdom!
I overwhelmingly prefer every year I get older over my younger days. I am happier, and have found the courage and path to become more myself. I have resisted dyeing my white hairs (despite my aunts continuing to do this today). The only thing I miss from being young is effortless soft plump skin. I too am looking for good role models on aging with grace and someone who exudes the benefits of getting older. There are not many around but my own grandmother is probably the best example I’ll ever need. She’s a true inspiration, turned 88 yrs last month, thinking about writing a post about her one day.