Getting Bouncy in My Old Age

Picture by floppy2009 on morguefile.com
Picture by floppy2009 on morguefile.com

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.

Yeah, right.

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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