Old Lady Status: Unlocked

All I’m Sayin’ Is…🫦

I’m fifty-one years old.

And I’m proud of it.

Proud

to have become

what I call

an “old lady,”

a grandmother,

and yes

—even a senior citizen.

Well, almost officially senior citizen. 😂🤷🏾‍♀️

See,

I think

if more people

across the world,

across all cultures,

would start embracing

the beauty

of just how

short and precious

life really is,

then maybe

things would shift.

Maybe

we’d appreciate

our old age more.

Maybe

we’d stop trying

to run from it,

hide it,

or act like

it’s some sort of curse.

And maybe

we’d teach our children

to value their youth more too.

Not by rushing to grow up,

but by enjoying

the season they’re in.

Because

time doesn’t slow down

for any of us.

So yeah…

I’m fifty-one,

and

I wear it with pride.

Getting older is a blessing.

Not just

"saying"

you want to live

to hundred years old,

but living

like when you're one hundred

it won't be

the same

as when you were fifty.

It's better than okay,

it's maturity.

Every year,

every wrinkle,

every lesson

—it’s all proof

that I’m still here.

Still learning,

Still loving,

Still living.

Just a Quick Thought 💭