A friend brought over two candles for my cake this week and popped them on the counter.
I looked at them and could not figure out for the life of me how they could possibly be mine.
I know that sounds foolish but I really have not thought much about the numbers lately. Those devils took me a bit by surprise.
They looked so ugly to me lying there on my counter. Fatty, frumpy 5 and boring, steadfast 1.
I switched them around and thought about 15.
And then 15 VS 51.
And this is what I came up with.
At 15
I did not particularly like my body
I did not take care of my body
I wasn’t very funny
I was an early bloomer.
I was a little shy
I did not know my whole life was ahead of me
I had good friendships but not great friendships
I loved my family but wanted to break away
I did not understand my passions
I had nothing to write about but wanted to write
I did not know how to work hard.
I was mature for my age.
I was somewhat awkward.
I was afraid of a few things.
I did not know what I was good at.
I thought my nose was big.
I did not feel beautiful.
Sometimes I felt 51.
At 51
I love my body.
I take care of it.
I love my family and want more time with them.
I have deep and amazing friendships with very fine people.
I am funny.
I know my whole life is ahead of me.
I am a late bloomer.
I understand and live my passions.
I have much to write about.
I know how to work hard.
I am immature for my age.
I don’t feel awkward.
I am not afraid of anything anymore.
I am not shy.
I know what I am good at.
I know my nose is big.
I feel beautiful.
I feel 15.
Give me those candles the way they fall.
Maybe each year we are in our prime. And it keeps getting primer.
Oh my, thank you for that post Nancy. It really hit the spot. I will be 54 this summer and the numbers just don’t make sense to me. I actually have to think of my birth year and do the math quite often, when I try and remember how old I am! It is becoming more of an abstract concept for me, which may just be denial, I’m not sure. Either way, I am less attached to the numbers and more to the refinement of who I am as a person walking my path.
Good for you, Kathy! Very abstract indeed.
Excellent perspective!!! and Happy Birthday!!
Thank you Sue!