I'm finding as I get older that certain things that used to big a big deal, really don't matter anymore. I now feel as if I wasted so much time, energy, feelings, thoughts, etc. into these certain things. One of them is - what people thought about me. Oh my goodness! Was I the biggest I-have-to-please-everybody kind of girl. I never ever wanted anyone to be mad at me therefore I hardly ever said the word "no" to anyone. I always felt that I had to make everyone happy. Being this way robbed me of many things (on which I couldn't elaborate in this blog)...but I got older and of course, wiser.
Another aspect is the way I dressed. I dress so much better now and as a result, look younger than I did even up to eight years ago. I look back at some of my pictures from back then and wondered why didn't someone say something to me? Even the way I styled my hair. I just can't figure that one out! Now I'm the queen of accessories (according to my children) and may I mention - and of nice purses! I'm even into wearing belts now. A marked improvement!
Yet another aspect -- my whole outlook on life. I'm much more confident with who I am, much more sociable and more optimistic than I was as a younger girl. If I knew and felt then what I know and feel now, there's no telling how much further in life I would be today.
My moods are another aspect. I'm much more jovial, I take things and people less seriously, I smile more, I choose my battles more, I have a higher level of tolerance and...I could go on and on.
And so I embrace getting older. Yes - I love my fifties! No wonder I went back to school in my fifties. My whole outlook on everything is now so different. My fifties are indeed my best decade ever!