Recently I’ve noticed more than the usual amount of elderly ladies and couples cross my path while going about my daily routine. I’m not sure if my current mindset is simply making these individuals stand out more, or if the nice weather is motivating them to get out and about around the city? One thing that crosses my mind every time one of them makes eye contact with me, or asks for directions, is how lucky they are.
How lucky they must be to have their journeys/memories captured and written on their faces in way of their wrinkles. How lucky they must be, to have their children, grandchildren, and/or grandchildren’s children whirling around them making them smile. How lucky they must be, to look back at all of their challenges and hardships and know that they overcame them and this period in their lives is now for rest and family.
Too often in life I think that we as a society, especially we as women, are too harsh on the aging process – to be able to age means that you are still here to do so, and not everyone in this life is lucky enough to take part in the experience. I know that if I’m lucky enough to stick around for this process, I plan on wearing my wrinkles/creased/fine lines with pride, grey hairs with grace, and much slower pace with patience.
This quote came to mind while writing to you, so I thought I would leave it with you:
“The beauty in a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart; the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It’s the caring and that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows and the beauty of a woman only grows with passing years.”— Audrey Hepburn