Growing older has been on my mind a lot lately. I always feel so vain and silly about it but it doesn't stop.
A week ago I read this from natthefatrat.com;
nothing about fall can last, not the colors nor the crispness, because in reality, fall is dying. fall is the death of nature. and it is beautiful. isn't that interesting? death is beautiful. do we recognize its beauty because it happens so fast and we can see it before our eyes? in real life, death is frightening because it sneaks up on us. we're young and we're young and then gradually and suddenly, we're not. but could it still be beautiful just the same?
And then I felt hopeful and not so silly.
I was JUST talking to my friend about this today! Total kismet! Anyways, we are turning older, it's true. And we don't always feel Grown Up because then we'd KNOW stuff and I feel like I don't KNOW stuff like a real Grown Up should! But, we are doing right? Trying to be strong, good wives and mothers along the way. That's what your lovely image captures for me today! Mona lisa smile to boot!
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ReplyDeleteFirst off, you look beautiful :) Secondly, Jayson & I have thought about this quite a bit, hearing others say how much they dread practically every aspect of growing old. Jayson & I feel like each period of time in the calendar of life is just the most amazing and beautiful thing God gave to life. We compare it to the Seasons, how EACH season is truly incredible beyond measure. When Spring comes, it is so vibrant and alive, like a baby. Then Summer arrives, the deep richness of everything in full bloom, as it is with us in the deep mix of life! As Autumn approaches, we are tired from the heat and young years of living and ready for a few moments of cooler air and just an extra moment to breath it all in. This is the most rewarding season, the soft colors that truly captivate every sense, the time when we begin to gather the harvest of plants and of life that we toiled over with sweat and tears. Lastly, Winter, the conclusion after such a long year or life of course, the most peaceful of times. Everything is asleep as the magical white snow flakes that create a winter wonderland have covered everything, where we just sit by the fire with our chai or cocoa and just gaze and remember what God has done...