Why is it so much easier for us to appreciate
the patina of age
when we see it right before our eyes
than it is to fully celebrate the patina of age
when it's looking back at us
as our reflection in a mirror?
What's your plan for becoming
beautiful old?
And how do you define it?
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For me, becoming beautiful old, means having a kind heart and being grateful for the many blessings I have.
And I gave up on planning many years ago - when the bad guy pulled a gun and said he was going to kill me. That was enough realization to understand planning means almost nothing.
I guess that will be my secret !
I don't know about becoming 'beautiful old' but I am becoming old beautifully...
Happy days