“How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?” ― Satchel Paige
Today I got my hair done. I had gone quite awhile without coloring it, but looked in the mirror the other day and didn’t like what I saw. My head was covered in grey hair. Although I don’t feel like I have gotten older, time has passed and my body is aging. And I suddenly look like an old lady. So, I did what any middle aged woman in my situation does, I turned back the clock with some dye.
I don’t spend a lot of time looking in the mirror each day. I don’t like to wear makeup, so after brushing my hair in the morning, I usually only get a passing glimpse when I wash my hands. And to be honest, I am usually off in my mind somewhere, so I don’t really take time to look. I really am not concerned with how I look most of the time. But, when I saw an older woman looking back at me the other day, it really took my breath away.
Where did the time go? How can I look so much older than I feel? Is aging a curse or a blessing?
I have told you before how amazed I am when I think about how fast time flies. I feel like I blink and years are gone. My classmate are already planning our 35th high school reunion. Of course I have grey hair. Of course I look middle aged. Because I am. I just don’t feel like it. But I will never complain about getting old, it is a gift not a right.
Today, I changed my appearance. By covering my grey hair, I felt that my outside better matched my inside. I am not trying to hide who I am. I am not afraid to tell the world that I am 51 years old. There are too many people that haven’t had the privilege of reaching this age, so I will continue to thank God for the gift of each day.