"It's tough getting older."The day you've been waiting for so long. This intriguing day has finally arrived. You look around you and eventually notice how things are a bit different now but not so different back to 20 years ago. Ah... different. The magic word "different". Your hands are different now. They are veiny and you can even pinch most of your "no longer elastic" skin away... Puff! Your tummy skin is different. It's saggy. Oh, the old nice and firm abs is gone, byebye! Your face is different. It's distorted! How scary... Wrinkles here and there, cheeks almost touching your chest, dark patches under your big eye bags, they are the witnesses of your past glorious youth. And you look around. Kids are no longer kids. They've grown. The little girl you used to call princess is now someone else's princess. Oh how jealous you're. The little boy, the little benjamin of the house is now a hero. And you're so proud of him. You look around. An empty chair. It reminds you the hot summer nights and bubbly kisses during the winter. But now you're alone. Trembling and looking around... It's tough getting older.
What I've just said sounds a bit dramatic, I know. Not everyone grows old all alone. Not everybody is afraid of getting old. Not everyone finds it tough. But there are those who do.
I wonder when this day will knock on my door. But until then, I live. I enjoy.
Is it tough getting old? Sing me your thoughts if you have any.
1 comment:
Não importa envelhecer, importa sim como envelhecemos. A juventude é eterna assim como a alma, basta querer. ***
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