Robin Likes to Talk

Live, Love, Age

I’ve decided I don’t like this aging thing.

The creaking of my bones when I get out of bed in the morning is becoming a bit too expected. And mornings are like Notre Dame as my hunched over body beckons to retain its erect elasticity from lying in bed all night.

I think I want to be retired, but find myself pacing and annoyed when I can’t go in to work due to inclement weather. I’m like a child having a tantrum when told I can’t have something. I crave the business, the people and the organized chaos. I’d be lost without it, without them.

And speaking of weather….

Walking in the snow downhill to the mailbox at the end of the road is quite the adventure. I found myself staring at my feet doing the shuffle. Like this would ensure me from slipping. I find myself a little more “off” kilter as I age and I think I need to bring Yoga back into my morning routine. It really helps with balance.

By the time I made my way back up the hill, I was so cold my skin burned. And I wanted to make the loop two more times but my husband opted out and walking alone is boring. And my dinner was sitting in my belly like a rock.

And don’t forget the appetite. I’m really hungry first thing in the morning but as the day goes on, I swear my stomach shrinks and with every bite I take, it’s a torturous, uncomfortable symphony of white noise and feels like I swallowed bubble wrap.

And the question remains, what am I going to do about this aging thing? It’s not like I can send the yearly software upgrade back. No refunds.

I guess all I can do is eat less, exercise more, sparkle myself and love unconditionally. Find the inner peace to stabilize living and trick the mind and body of the aging process.

Maybe if I view the world once more like I did as a child, I will ignite the excitement of feeling young again. Like throwing snow balls, catching frogs or kissing the Easter Bunny.

And in 7 days it will be my half birthday. Yes, happy half birthday to me. That is a half year more of being thankful I’m alive.

Maybe I will bake half a cake.

Image by Robin Moreau

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: