Beautiful People

I was having a conversation the other day with my good friend, Mr. Lusher! During our conversation, I had discussed what I had noticed over the last few months working with Chronologically Challenged Folks. I thought it was worth sharing~

About 8 weeks ago or longer, I started telling the Chronologically Challenged Folks how pretty, handsome and beautiful they are. They were caught off guard by my compliments. The smiles on their faces from my remarks said it all. The replies of I haven't heard that in years, tugged on my cold little heart. The cute little bald men would grab my hand and kiss it. I was in love. My soul is still tingling from the smiles on faces of the Chronologically Challenged Folks~~ 

My comments and their reactions started the wheels cranking in my head:  as humans we like to hear that we are pretty, handsome, beautiful or any words that describe us in that manner. As we become more Chronologically Challenged (70's and up) we do not hear it as much if at all.  Just because we have wrinkles,  bags under our eyes, and our skin shows the years, we are no longer what society thinks as pretty.  I changed my thoughts and when I see my Chronologically Challenged Folks, I think that each wrinkle, age spot and bag is beautiful. They have a glow and a beauty that can only be achieved by years that they have put in. It's sad as a society that we can't see this. As for my I will continue to tell my Chronologically Challenged Folks/Friends how beautiful/handsome they are. Everyone deserves to hear it~ 

We fight the aging process for many reasons for  me I don't want to bare the thought of not being told I'm pretty.  I fight it kicking, screaming and with the biggest temper tantrum known to man.  I use every beauty cream and treatment possible to stop the aging process. I can only hope when I lose the war on being pretty that I will have someone in my life that can see through the wrinkles, bags and age spots to see the beauty and tell me once again, I'm pretty~~ God does not make ugly~ 

Jump On The Bandwagon And Choose Earthdays Over Birthdays

WOW!!! Have you noticed that is what most parents say when they realize their wee ones are having a birthday? We are faced with not only with our children having a birthday but that means we have another year to add to us. Of course us as parents have long since stopped having birthdays and don't like to be reminded of such nonsense. OK well, at least I have. Yes, my babies keep increasing their age by numbers but the older kids have jumped on my "ban-wagon" and stopped keeping track of how many years have flipped by. Let’s correct that I have just gotten some of wee ones to jump on now. Love my parental influence.

I have 5 babies that will be having birthdays this next month. I'm happy they are here to enjoy them but I think we should throw the age and birthday thing out the door. I have called my birthday my "Earthday" for years. I never have to think about my age until someone asks me and it always happens. How old are you? How old are your kids? You don't look old enough to have that many kids and you surely are not old enough to be a grandma, another word that I don't use. LOL I get asked this because I was blessed with looking young and acting even younger. Mostly because I refuse to grow up or grow; won’t use the other word.

I guess if society as a whole was not so stuck on the age thing and everything was not centered on having fewer wrinkles and being young I could handle it. I have had this age issue since I was 13. Yeap, when I turned 13 I decided to stop having the birthday thing and stopped telling people how old I was. Seriously at times I have forgotten. Of course until I have to flip out my drivers license or at my doctors office. Yes, here I'm sitting in the office and they announced my birthday to everyone and continued to do the same to everyone. I happened to be the youngest there and the most applaud or the one that has a big enough mouth to say something. Well, did they get a huge ear full from me. I even told them that I would refuse to go back if they kept this up. They have since stopped doing this. I thought it was just wrong. If I wanted everyone to know my freakin age I would plaster it to my shirt. NOT.

Even though I gotten many compliments it doesn't matter because at some point people start saying you’re too old for this and that. They attach age to everything even if age has nothing to do with what is going on with you or the situation.
When I first started having kids I got harassed because I was a baby having a baby by most standards. Then I got told I was too old to have a baby and how did I expect to carry my child's luggage to their dorm room, nothing like a slap in the face. I had years to go before I would even turn 4....well you know what I'm trying to say. On the other hand, many use age as an excuse not to do something. I can't go back to school, change jobs, have kids, move, etc. because I'm too old. Everyone is an age critic.


Don't get me wrong I'm thankful to be here because I'm not ready to be pushing up the daisies yet. But for us chronologically challenged people and for society as a whole I think the world would be a better place if we got rid of the age stigma. If people just looked at people for who they are and for the knowledge that they posses, instead of attaching an age to it. My personal step to becoming deliriously happy creating happy thoughts and free from age restrictions.