Submitted by Mary Taylor
I was young once . . .
To all my female friends from 40 years and up… most of us are going through the next phase of our lives. We’re at that age where we see wrinkles, gray hair and extra pounds. Menopause may have appeared or just waiting around the corner.
We see the cute 25-year-olds and reminisce. But we were also 25, just as they will one day be our age. What they bring to the table with their youth and zest, we bring our wisdom and experience.
We have raised families, run households, paid the bills, dealt with illnesses, sadness and everything else life has assigned us. We are survivors… we are warriors in the quiet… we are women…like a classic car or a fine wine.
Even if our bodies may not be what they once were, they carry our souls, our courage and our strength. We shall all enter this chapter of our lives with humility, grace and pride over everything we have been through and should never feel bad about getting older. It’s a privilege that is denied to so many.