Orange parrot tulips and Veuve. I thought I would share with you an image of a combination of some of my very favorite things on this morning of November 23rd. I am up quite early reflecting on this last year, looking through the photos I have taken, and thinking about time and aging. Aging is such a funny word. Yes, it is my birthday, so it is on my mind more than most days. My friend Barbara, who wrote the foreword for my book, said to me recently she hopes I have time during this busy season to reflect on my last year. So that is what I am doing at this fine early hour. The thing I keep coming back to is what an incredible privilege it is to age. You can do it kicking and screaming, or you can embrace it with grace. I still can hear my dad say to me, “But what is the alternative?” and it just makes me smile and think of him. I also found a few quotes among many about the topic that were interesting thoughts on the subject.
‘Age’ is the acceptance of a term of years. But maturity is the glory of years.
— Martha Graham
“There is a fountain of youth: it is your mind, your talents, the creativity you bring to your life and the lives of people you love. When you learn to tap this source, you will truly have defeated age.”
You don’t stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.
— Michael Pritchard
Bottom line, I love that I just turned 51. To some that is young, to some that is old. I just say we love and embrace whatever age we get to be. Cheers to maturity, creativity, and laughter!
Thanks for following along with me. I am honored each and every day.
From Seattle, soon to be headed to WestWard.
Much, much love,