Now that I'm a week past chemo I'm starting to feel "normal" again. On my way home this evening I started to reflect on how my perspective on aging has changed. Last year when I turned 50 I started seeing myself really ...age. Ok, so I looked good for 50...but damn I was 50! With that came skin changes everywhere, hair where there wasn't hair before as well as assorted aches and pains. I admit it freaked me out. I mean in my head I was still...like maybe ...29? ish...
But cancer has given me a WHOLE new perspective on aging. Because now I am just so happy to have reached 51 and more importantly will reach many more birthdays to come. I have happily earned every single laugh line, laughing with my kids and husband.
Grey hairs bring it on! I've lived long enough to enjoy them. Wrinkled neck and sunspots from being outside enjoying the sun and my family. I'm in.
Because life is for living.
Or as Auntie Mame says:
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