They say everyone has an age into which they grow, or an age at which they are at their most attractive. This 'profound' thought came to me again as I watch a reply of last nights X factor. Take That kicked off the show and it crossed my mind for the first time (really!!) that Gary Barlow is actually quite attractive. I wondered why this is news to me - apparently millions have thought so for a very long time! But I think perhaps he has grown into his age/beautiful phase. He is older, has an air of confidence, has lost the cockiness of youth, there are a few lines around his eyes - but yip he is def an attractive man. The image you have of yourself is important. I grew up a bit of a lanky tom boy. As a teen was a late developer - tall and gangly, not pretty (so I was told regularly) and inflicted with red hair and freckles.
It has taken me a long time to accept that I am who I am and I have the body and face that God gave me. And it has taken me until very recently to accept the fact that this is as good as it gets! I am forty years old and this seems to take people by surprise. Today I was told by a Doctor he thought I was only 24 - it was only when he heard I had teenage children that he realised I must be quite a bit older. This does of course help make me feel much better about myself (and confirm that all that money spent on moisturiser was worth it!)
Where I am heading with this is to say that I think I may have grown into my age - I can now hold my head up and consider myself beautiful. Not beautiful in the conventional head turning, model/actress way. But beautiful in having a confidence about my body and self that shines - I can now love my freckles and appreciated by red hair (even if I have to chemically enhance it!) I can now accept that I have gifts to offer, I can do things and do them well. I know I am what I am, I know I am on a journey with God that has no end point, I know I am loved. What else matters? Don't get me wrong, I also know that I will have my moments of doubts.
We all have an 'age' - perhaps this is mine.
6 comments:
That's lovely! Resonates so much. I long for that kind of contentment, and I seek it out in all sorts of places, knowing full well that i'll only find it inside my own head...
I think it's closely linked with confidence - that 'holding your head high' feeling - i get it now and again and when I do I've learnt to just enjoy it because low and behold I'll be knocked back down again soon enough. Which is why I blew my trumpet about Floors Castle - and yes, on Thursday I was knocked back down again!
Quite content with how atttractive I am at the moment - let's hope I haven't come of age just yet - there'd be nothing for you all to look forward to!
oh, and totally agree about GB!
Last week I was quite chuffed when someone said they thought I was in my late 20s. I'm nearly double that - as you well know!
Beauty is not defined by hard logic but by our feelings. How we feel about each other affects how we think about them and about ourselves. I think you are beautiful too!
Hey Shuna - I don't know who told you that you weren't pretty when you were younger because I would have had to disagree!! And if I remember correctly, you were never short of male admirers in school. And, GB was always my favourite ;)
This is all starting to sound like I needed affirmation! When it was supposed to be a statement of the opposite! But thank you anyway!
You are all beautiful!
To be honest, it was the 'teenage children' thing that surprised me too - I'd have gone for the same kind of age as your doctor!
Keep reflecting...
Dave
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