There is an old song by Jewel, called "Hands". I love it and find real meaning in it. This part in particular,
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
I think we all have thoughts about what it will be like to grow older. However, nothing can fully prepare us for it.
I remember that my most prominent thoughts were kinda silly. I really didn't wanna end up looking frumpy! I didn't want to wear "shifts and polyester pants"! I wanted to stay "cool". I worked in clothing and really like how dressing cool made me feel. Shifts and polyester pants sound pretty darn comfy these days!! Lol!
As I prepare to become a grandma, all of my thoughts about growing older are different. They aren't all super clear to me yet, but certainly more important and alot deeper than what kind of pants I'm gonna wear!
My thoughts are much more about the messages I got from the Jewel song about hands. I want to hold things that matter, I want to use my hands to help, I want my hands to represent safety and comfort, I want to reach for those I love, and I want to receive the love being offered to me with great grace.
I still don't wanna dress frumpy, but I think our style and fashion grows with us. We don't all of a sudden wake up older and decide to dress badly. My style has shifted a little more towards comfort but I have some pretty incredible people in my life helping to keep me cool and age appropriate!
So, I want to walk hand in hand with my husband, I want my children to stay willing to give me a hand when I need it and I can't wait to hold those tiny little grandbaby hands in my own.
What are some of your thoughts about growing older? I would love to hear from you!
Have a happy health-filled day!
Everyone deserves "the Good Inside," and, yes, "Purity is Possible."