I Feel My Age

Let me make this post to share with you a few of my realizations these days. Many things I am dealing with right now made me realize that I am not getting any younger. I am almost 35- just a few weeks from now. Am I panicking? No, I am not.

Many people are so worried because I am still single. I am happy that they are doing the worrying job for me. What worries me more these days is not being able to travel with my loved ones because of my career. I love my job. I love teaching. I love what I do, but other tasks consume much of my time.

I am always mentioning that here. I hope someday I can make a decision that will lead me to a more accessible, more stable, and more peaceful life ^_^

I am not worried that I will grow old alone because I am sure I will not be alone. I may not have someone with me, but I’ll have everyone I love.

I feel my age every time I see my parents savoring the beauty of aging. I love that they make fun of their muscle pains because they accept the process of aging. I know it is not fun at all, but taking realities in life is the best way to make the most of what God has given to all of us – the gift to live and love.

I feel my age every time I see myself struggling to change my everyday routine – trying to establish a healthy lifestyle, desperately moving my body, and controlling my cravings so that I can wear the beautiful outfits I imagine myself wearing in all events I will attend.

I feel my age and my limitations, my weakness, my flaws. But it also makes me realize what to focus on in life. Whatever lies ahead of me, as I grow older and older each year, with me are the beautiful things I always carry to remind me that all the times that have passed are the fragments that made me whole today.

Such a great reminder: