NaBloPoMo: Do you enjoy growing old or do you fight it?
About a month ago, I was in my bathroom doing my hair when I saw it. It was grey hair. I immediately started to freak out. I’m 33 years old, there is no way that I should have gray hair right now. I’m way too young for this. Then I started to figure out ways to deal with it. I could dye it but was I truly ready to start continuously dying my hair. I mean, let’s be serious for a minute, I went natural mainly because I did not want to purchase a perm every 6-8 weeks. So if I didn’t want to do that, what made me think I was going to keep up a dye job. Then I thought I could pull it out, but then I thought am I going to pull out my hair every time I see a hint of gray. When my whole head turns gray, am I going to pluck myself bald? Then my answer came to me. I could just simply accept it and realize what that gray hair meant.
The gray hair meant that I had lived, and I am living. It means that on my journey of life, I had gained wisdom that I could share with my children. I have learned to accept the fact that one day I will be old and grey; however, whatever I do until then will define me as a person. I have decided to prepare for the future in advance. While talking about this to a friend, I got an idea. I should start thinking about retirement plans and maybe get life insurance. Well, everyone should consider getting one if they want to ensure their family and especially children are financially secured once they are gone. I can do research on my part about life insurance and read more about the cover, premium, terms and conditions applicable, etc. It’s high time I start thinking about critical issues that we as a family may face in the future.
Moreover, I have lived long enough to have memories, both good and bad, to remember. Getting old shows that I am headed into the next stage of life. It meant I was getting old. I know that a lot of problems can creep in once I’m at that stage. I have seen and heard stories of many people requiring extra help as they grow older, and it’s only natural of course. However, thanks to the availability of facilities and organizations like this NDIS Service Provider In Sydney, Care For Family, and plenty of others across the world I’m sure, the elderly generation has some hope to cling to as they are cared for and nurtured while they grow old. Being able to live a life that is not too burdened by health problems and financial issues can be the biggest boon! However, I’m not old yet, and even when I do get old, I will be as young as my body allows me to be.
I thought about fighting growing old for a little while, but now I’ve decided to accept and enjoy it. Growing old is my body’s way of showing me the stripes that I have earned. While I won’t fight old age, I will fight to keep my health. But old age, I will take it. No reason to fight it! I’ll just go along for the ride.