I'd love to write some thoughtful prose on the matter of birthdays and being another year older but wiser. Something tasteful about aging and how it doesn't matter really. How as I get older I enjoy life more. But I'm at a loss for poignant words.
Truth is I dont want to get older. Stamping my feet!!!!!
I don't want more grey hairs silently scattering themselves through my dark hair, or laughter lines wrinkling my eyes. I dont want my waist to expand every time I look at a chocolate. Or realise some of my friends could be my daughter.
I know age shouldn't stop you from doing things but it does. I hate that I can't play tennis without getting puffed. That sitting cross legged on the floor too long makes my knees ache. That I need glasses to read and scrapbook, and that the strength of the glasses changes every year.
Age crept up on me when I wasnt looking. The person in the mirror, although familiar, really isn't me. I still think I should look somewhere around 30. That was such a nice age... and so long ago. Had to chuckle at this quote: If I knew I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself.
On a lighter note I really do love the one celebration day that reminds me how wonderful it that my kids make me feel ever so special.
I'd really like to have a recent layout to share with you on this auspicious occasion. LOL. But the truth is I've been a lazy scrapper lately. So I dug into my archives and guess what I found... ? Yep that's me in an old lo complaining about getting old. I wrote the poem to go with the forlorn looking pic. LOL
Please excuse how dated this looks.
Had to laugh! Things never really do change eh?
My Journalling reads:
It was just yesterday we shared
Ideals of a future tomorrow.
In wanton chatter, we laughted,
Into the late night hours.
We played, we travelled, we dreamed.
We revelled in our ignorance
With unihibited abandon.
We believed we were invincible.
It was just yesterday, or so I thought
Now the lines are etched in crevices,
So perniciously they encircle tired eyes.
The strands of grey scatter implusively
Telling tales of reckoning age.
And the words, without assistance,
Blur upon the page.
I thought I was invincible.
It was just yesterday, I remember.
I looked into the mirror
And a stranger did I see staring,
Ever so curiously, right back at me.
Age like a thief came in
And stole away my youth.
Now I contemplate the dusk and
I know I AM not invincible.
TFL Jeni
HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY.
Firstly HAPPY HAPPY birthday..A Gemini right? Just like me. I was reading your journalling..and surely i do not know how old you are..but you said '30 was a good age'..SO interesting isnt it? Because I am 32 and am feeling JUST as you are feeling...I look in the mirror and feel 32 when a couple of years back I felt I looked 20!
ReplyDeleteYour words in the poem are amazing..YOU wrote that? WOW! Absolutely brilliant. You should do more. Above all, i am happy that someone else feels that it really IS unfair to grow older..LOL! as stupid as that sounds. Hope you had a great day anyway..:o)
Amazing L/O and again...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
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Jeni, you speak the words that are in my mind!!! I feel the same way! I have stomped a hole in my floor!!! LOL! Seriously, you look very young, but I know how you feel, I'm way ahead of you, and I don't feel old, but I look in the mirror and think "who is that old lady"!! LOL!
ReplyDeleteI love your poem, thanks for sharing, and your layout is beautiful, old or not!!!
Hope you have a super fantastic Birthday!!!!!
Happy Birthday my friend!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletehoney...... I know what you are saying... BUT..... you look beautiful!!!!!!!!
my gosh how much I love that poem....
you really have writer skills!!!!
happy birthday!!!!!!! wish you all good in the wolrd!
ReplyDeleteYou're so funny Jeni! You say 30 was a long time ago, but I would have guessed you are in your early 30s. So don't stress it because you still look gorgeous and FAAAAAAAABULOUS! I know how you feel, though. My last birthday was my 30th and it seems like all of a sudden, my health went spiraling downward. It stinks that we have to get old, but it stinks even more when we start to feel it! I wish you much health, happiness and youthful wishes. You are a beautiful person both inside and out. Much love. xoxo
ReplyDeleteHey sweet friend I now what you mean and the time go fast..and your are beautiful dear!!..
ReplyDeleteand yehh it's beautiful your Poem and page !!
happy birthday to you!!! I hope you had a nice day.
hugs xoxo
My sentiments exactly about aging. I look in the mirror and think how did this happen! lol I don't know how old you are but you look great! Hope you had a wonderful day and wishing you all the best!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem! If only I could write like that!! Enjoy your looks right now, because when 50 hits, you'll be thinking that 30 and 35 were pretty good years:-)
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