My mom is an esthetician and a sales rep for Ingrid Millet skin care products. She spends her life helping women (and sometimes men) cheat the laws of nature, time and gravity, and doing so herself. She has even kindly pointed out to me that I'm starting to get wrinkles around my eyes.
In spite of her observations, part of me thinks I'll never actually be "old" because I always look 5±1 years younger than my age. My birthday is later than most of my friends and gives me the nice moniker "December Baby", and I have a sister and cousins who will always be older than me no matter how old I get. People fear the unknown, but getting older is not unchartered territory as long as there is always something going ahead of you.
We also fear missing out on the present, or not having enough time to do all the things we want... but if you know what you want, and go for it, then that should be no problem. Carpe diem, as they say.
I suppose I do fear the deterioration of my body and health that is inevitable with age. Already I find that I get winded after running short distances; I'm still sore a couple of days after a softball game; even the smallest papercut seems to take forever to heal. I prefer not to think about the myriad of health problems that I'm predisposed to and will be at increased risk for later in life.
And I don't want to be all wrinkly and saggy either. And that's where my mom comes in.
All young people should know something. If you're always battling against getting older, you're always going to be unhappy, because it will happen anyhow. You have to find what's good and true and beautiful in your life as it is now. Looking back makes you competitive. And, age is not a competitive issue.
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