Lately it seems like much of my energy has been centered around changes. Yes, boys and girls, I mean those “I’m feeling my age and everything is falling apart” sort of changes.
I remember that when I was younger I looked at the older women and assured myself I would never experience any of their problems. I, through sheer willpower, would avoid the effects of age entirely. Yes, I would be that rare unicorn of a person who never aged and was forever young.
Now, working much of the time at a computer, I find myself wondering where that easygoing life went. I have a regimen of supplements that I take each day, a new supplement of progesterone cream, exercise that I’m supposed to do–but often don’t as I’m too tired–etc, etc. I even recently purchased a rebounder as the exercise is supposed to be easy on the joints. And don’t forget bifocals. Yes, bifocals.
Nothing is quite as it used to be, and there’s a noticeable sag in various places, certainly not what I expected.
And yet, I have to say that I am blessed. I survived cancer at age 31 and am still here to tell the tale. I can bounce on my new rebounder even as I attempt to keep other parts of me from bouncing too much. And unlike a couple of years ago, I have a good job that keeps me busy even as it provides us with our needs.
Maybe I didn’t turn out to be a unicorn as I expected, but I am blessed more than I deserve.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. —James 1:17
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