On Getting Older

“WHITE HAIR!”, I exclaimed rather too enthusiastically while checking my reflection in the elevator mirror.

“Why are you so excited?”, the puzzled husband asked.

“It means I’m getting old”, I answered.

“Then why are you so happy?”, he asked still puzzled.

“Because not everyone gets to be old”, I quipped.

Which is true when you think about it. We’ve all been conditioned that getting old is a bad thing, especially the ladies. White hairs, wrinkles, sagging skin, freckles, and (gasp!) expiring egg cells are some of the things that we should fight against all odds. Or just try to prolong from happening as much as we can, no biggie.

But please hear me out. Getting old is a blessing.

Every waking day that we get is every chance that we get to live our lives the way we want to – go to places we’ve never been, hug and kiss the people we love, have a good laugh with friends, read that book that’s been collecting dust in the shelf.

So rejoice if you start seeing white hairs, wrinkles, or sagging skin. These are testament of life lived.

4 thoughts on “On Getting Older

  1. Nagbago tuloy opinion ko sa pag tanda. Haha! Although I’ve had quite a few strands of whites since high school (genes ni papa) that’s why I dyed my hair my whole college life. Now, hindi na ako nagpapa kulay but when the time comes na ina-attack na ako ng whites, back to dyeing not because I’m afraid I’d look old; I’m just not a fan. Hahaha!

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