We often think hair grows gradually. I found out, it grows in spurts.
We often think we would grow old gradually. Not so. We grow old overnight. The day I turned 40 was the day I realized I had to take my glasses off to read, that I had a paunch that runneth over the top of my jeans, that my jawline has lost the cutlass definition that it used to have. It gets worse — now add to the list back aches. Weak ankles. Knees that are not as bending. Memory that can’t be summoned. Thoughts that refuse to be censored. And to think, I am young-old, and not yet old-old. What’s it going to be like when I am really old. Hmmmm….
Age has taught me that what other people think of me is none of my business.
― The Happy Endings Book Club
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