March!!! It's here already?! This year is going by too quickly. March just happens to be my birthday month (the 22nd friends, mark your calendars!).
I always get a little burst of excitement about my birthday, but at the same time I can't come to terms with the fact that I'll be 28. For real, that was like the age that I considered "old" when I was younger. Mentally, I don't even feel 27, and I usually have to think for a second when someone asks me how old I am.
The worst part is that I am starting to see myself get older. I was in a bit of a funk last night, sulking and being depressed about how my body is changing and how I don't feel hot like I used to. This is normal, right? If it's not, someone please share your secrets. I was downright sad and D noticed, as he always does. He told me, "Every day I look at you and think you're even more beautiful than the day before." He said how every morning he wakes up and sees me laying there, with no makeup, no prettied hair, all flaws on display and still thinks I'm beautiful. How did I get so lucky?
It's hard to convince ourselves that we're perfect just the way we are. Especially as women, as we grow older. Can you imagine a world where there was no makeup, no beauty products, and no ideals? How much different we would be as people! It's silly that we strive to keep ourselves young looking, completely against what our bodies want us to do. Still, it's tough to embrace change and welcome these fine lines that have appeared on my face.
How do you deal with getting older?
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