Growing a year older means different things to different people. It can be a deep rooted intense fear of loss: loss of youth, loss of vanity, loss of life. It can be a peaceful morning stretch of sore muscles and creaky limbs. A slow metabolism. The strong desire to start a family. Forming the kind of bonds with souls who become family. A roller coaster of emotions seeking only the high. The sight of our aging parents becoming more fragile. Realizing that as our niece(s) and nephew(s) mature, we too are getting old as hell. It can mean a slew of responsibilities and not enough fun. A hard fall looking for a soft place to land; a maze when what you need is a compass; fatigue in every sense. It can mean fleeting moments that have expiry dates; a ticking clock that doesn’t wait; a race with time, or simply slowing down and taking a moment to sober up from the chaos. It can be prioritizing the who’s and the what’s of what is really important verses what’s not even worth the time. It can be sifting and taking inventory of what we place value on when our heart feels disheveled. It can mean a hard decision. A confusing dance between acceptance, adapting, change, or letting shit go. It can be a slow and steady break up with self-limiting beliefs and what no longer serve us. A process of healing through unlearning what we are taught and tethered to. It can be unwinding to life at your own pace. A passionate pause. Or finally finding that sweet spot in the futile pursuit of balance. It can even mean being in a good emotional space, being at peace and it only keeps getting better and better!
Whatever it is, age to me feels like a 360 view. The magic is in the perspective; how we choose to see it from where we stand, and embracing how we got there. The scenery can still be beautiful even though the trek was anything but.
I can name all the ways we’ve grown and changed since we were kids. I can name all the instances we’ve fallen and landed both on our face and feet. But what I want to name most is where we are now: The Present.
I find it funny how they call it ‘The Present.’ Perhaps because being in the present *is* a gift wrapped beautifully with two extra bows and it’s contents can only exist, thrive, and be appreciated in the now. The extra bow is a second chance in case we missed it the first time. 😉
As I write this, I realize with your history of gerascophobia, I possibly gave you a growing list, hahaha :p I hope you enjoy everything about today and right now dude. Not what’s behind or before you but what’s in front of you. May what reflects back at you be a beautiful reminder that who you are now, where you are now be a gift, and the present unwrapping itself gently for you to take in and absorb like a big cozy hug. I hope it all seeps in like the most amazing food coma. :p
So happy that you are spending your birthday at the big family reunion in Malaysia! Hope you have the most special reminiscent time with the familiar sights, sounds, and above all else, the people. Wishing you so much love and light in the coming year, HAPPIEST of birthdays dude! XO Terru
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