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Thursday, May 14, 2009

Ol' Lady

So I've been a little freaked out about my age lately. This hasn't happened to me since I turned 27, but that was mainly because my soon-to-be husband and I were getting pretty serious and I could foresee the impending loss of my singlehood. That lasted about 2 days. Anyway, last week I turned 34 and while I don't think of 34 as being "old" in the least, it's still got me a little freaked. As my husband so kindly pointed out, I can no longer say that I'm in my early 30s. I am now in my mid-thirties. I am at the point in my life where stars from my youth are beginning to die. And not tragically young, either. While intellectually and even in the deep recesses of my heart I know that age doesn't matter, it's just a number, you're only as young as you feel, the truth is, I am feeling a little older, at least physically. The other night I stayed out until 11:30 watching a movie with some friends and I paid for it the next day. I was exhausted! And something always hurts - my shoulder or the other shoulder or my knee or my ankle or my wrist. I'm getting wrinkles and my metabolism, which has always been pretty fast, is slowing down. I swear sometimes I look in the mirror and think, "What the - ? Who is that woman staring back at me?" It's even hard for me to refer to myself as a "woman" and not a "girl." Mentally I'm not all that mature, so it's kind of difficult to have to admit that my body is getting older. I still feel young on the inside and really, I think that's what counts. Getting another year older is better than the alternative - death. And truthfully, my life just keeps getting better. The older I get, the more comfortable I am with myself and the more I embrace my "inner dork" and the more fun I have. Plus, my boys are growing up and right now, they're just plain hilarious. So yeah, I'm getting older. But, like fine wine and cheese, I'm getting better, too.

6 comments:

fawnda said...

Liz I totally freaked out about turning 30 last year... I can remember my mom's 30th birthday and it was filled with "over the hill" signs! But now that I am 31 I feel not so bad about it. But my body is feeling it too, I just take some Advil and live in denial a little longer!!

jeannine said...

I'm also surprised by how much I enjoy being in my 30's, even though when I was younger, it seemed "old." I, too, remember my mom's 30th birthday party and all the "over the hill" signs.

Maria said...

Girl, I'm gonna be 4-0 this year. I can totally relate. It's so weird getting older. The mirror thing freaks me out too!

Donna said...

I can relate. I'll be 31 next month and I still feel shocked when people call me "Ma'am"...it especially pisses me off when it's someone only slightly younger than me. Like they think I'm at least 55 or something. As far as I'm concerned, this paradigm of southern gentility shouldn't kick in until a girl is obviously not a girl - or even a young lady - anymore! Maybe I need a shirt that says "DON'T Call Me MA'AM!"

Enjoy your mid thirties, Liz! Ha, ha, ha!

Karly said...

50 is the new 30. So you still have plenty of years before you are "old". And by that time 70 will the new 50.

At least our children keep as young at heart, even though they give us gray hair!

Lindsay said...

I'm always the baby in the group. My hubby is 32 this year and most of our friends are usually closer to his age. I turn 29 in a month. I don't mind so much except I was born in 1980 and everyone cringes when I tell them the year. 6 months earlier and I would have made it into the 70's which would have been fine......